Coupon ThursdayThere's a Walmart inCoupon Thursday by ~sense-and-stupidity
my chest. I'll carry out your
groceries for free.
LithiaAll I ask is that you drive fastLithia by ~sense-and-stupidity
when I need you to.
That you keep the windows rolled up
to keep in the heat
and leave the music low,
like a lull,
so I can sleep under the rocking motion
of the car,
one arm balanced against the glass.
I want to go on a road trip with you
every time the rain falls in that gentle way
that reminds me of the afternoon
we walked the muddy paths of Lithia Park,
taking pictures of statues
and tiny rock pools,
laughing
and splashing each other
with tree branches.
I want to remember the solitary feel
of being close to you after so long;
the ecstasy of bridging that gap
that yawned between us, bitter,
for three
belmonti miss marchbelmont by =vvolatile
and it's funny, you know, i
don't remember most of it
just like last year with
muddy vision &
i managed to write
76 different things
the scraps of paper on my floor
all pretty the same, but at least i
still felt i could speak.
i keep trying to find the words
to describe
what it felt like
to watch my best friend leave
to kiss her that last time
to slowly watch
ev
er
y per
son
ar
ound
me
lo
se
inte
rest,
the smile in his voice
when he said,
this is the happiest i have ever been
in a long time
and i wish i had given us
a shot,
or the look on
my ex lover's best
friend's
face the
when i was sighing and
moaning and
bruising small ci
Half an EpiphanyToday I realized:Half an Epiphany by *glossolalias
Yes, I believe in God,
but I have yet to find Him.
THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME SO PLEASE READ THISi really want you guys to read one of my favorite poems of all time. ~Svatantrya wrote it and she disappeared a long time ago with no word and it really made me sad. everything was deleted from her page and she was my favorite writer and it just made me really sad. i think about her from time to time and hope she is okay. anyway, i had written down my favorite poem of hers and i'm really glad i did because it is beautiful. i didn't save any of her other poems, but there was one about quitting smoking that i really loved, and there was a lot of sex and new york city and a brooklyn feel and she wrote about things in a way that no one else did and said things no one else would say and i'm pissed because i just remembered i had sent one of her poems to my ex boyfriend a long time ago over facebook messaging and i deleted all my messages recently but oh well. if by some slim chance any of you saved any of her others poems, please let me know because i would love to read her again. anywaTHIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME SO PLEASE READ THIS by ~diddlyhohum
Reasons Why I Write by ~featherbackReasons Why I Write by *intricately-ordinary
"it's visible on their faces,
their side-long glances and finger twitches
like spiders' legs, their miscalculated inferences
and subtle pushes towards the path more traveled."
by ~winterkate
"& i never realized
all the ways that you folded
until the doctor came back &
you folded into yourself,
disappeared."
by ~ThyPoetSorcerer
"In wilderness our hands were
blind swans struggling
against different
levels
of gravity —underwater heavy—"
by ~silklilies
"the
kind who has
forgotton she exists,
sometimes, but is
still achingly aware
of how she
does exist."
by ~melodysnow
"he smells like whiskey, and I'm high on cold and the vapors
spilling from his pores. I might love him a little
like I love everything in this world
and all the perversions, too."
by ~MisfitableGrae
"this has to be what happy feels like.
it feels like god gave me a vodka bottle
filled w
Shame 
Sta.sh
