~xloveisaplace
just erin - Status: Member
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- Deviant since May 26, 2006, 6:06 PM
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liberatedfeels like i’ve got hope: time to slip on my best teeth and grin wider than my hips. don’t care if i’m bloodshot, don’t care if i’m heart-wrung, don’t care if my elbows and kneecaps are wooden knots, because i’m liberated -liberated
there’s melody in my limbs, morning song lining my lips, a groove in my step; seems like every time i take a breath a volcano erupts in my chest,
got my heart in my throat and it’s exploding -
i’m ready for the KO, the old one-two, the moment when my sk
in Open on 11/2/08
little thingsit’s the little things that stay on my pillow, that nibble between my toes, how your nose crunched, your favorite words now this now that, your strides when you proved you were fastest, feet fleet as hummingbirds across the cement.little things
i was blind, had clouds over my eyes,
and when the sun finally shone you were gone, sneakers pecking the ground as you swiftly fled, leaving behind furious toe-pricks on the road to your bed,
and i forgot how i missed you until your tree branch fingers appeared in my sleeping h
in Open on 11/2/08
red handed 2i sleep over, two nights, three, sometimes at your house and sometimes in your head. always i wake with my knee muscles balled into fists; i dream about you in scarlet and sleep anxious for your survival.red handed 2
once i awoke to you crouching behind your desk, one hand knotting your mouth, the other clenching the air. from our nights together i had begun to notice that between dawn and dusk your eyelids were hunchbacks. as i sat up and shed the extra covers, your muscles uncoiled and you jumped, bones unfurling like sails. i squinted to see what was on the wood before you and when i met your eyes, i also faced your guilt. for the first t
in General Fiction on 10/5/08
eateni am being carved by those around me - they come with their shovels and gardener’s shears,eaten
their scythes and cranes
they dig holes all over,
put craters where my hips should be,
take chunks of flesh like mooncheese
and sprinkle it on their tongues
hands rake the hairs on my skin, leave behind lightning streaks; i rummage through the white rivers
to find blood and meat and bone
i do not know where i am once there were handprints on my stomach,
is my stomach even there? mottled like leaves in sunlight,
hole-filled lik
in Open on 9/14/08
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letterAlec -letter
I got your post card today, all scribbled with your various musings and made up words. you said new zealand is beautiful but i miss you and even though i am no longer in love with you, i feel angry. you broke my heart when you stopped speaking to me, more than a year ago, but here you are, sending postcards that are so filled with words you write sideways. you say i am so sorry if this does not make sense but i am so delirious i cannot comprehend anything being said and i hope you will write me back .
alec, i hope new zealand is everything you wanted it to be. i hope it is green hills and rain forests and jun
by ~loosenyourheart
a door slammed shut.1.a door slammed shut.
you smoke too much and say to shut the door more quietly and ask stupid questions like: "why are you the kind of girl who writes poems about falling in love when you never will and purple balloons, and grey skies, and boys like cardigans that never fit right?" and i sigh and ask you if it matters, slide my hand under your shirt and you, you close your eyes and gasp and say "no."
2.
you call me barbed wire and i call you hurricane and we are a natural disaster in bed but you can never piece yourself &
by *estallidos
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TiredDevious Information
- Current Age: sixteen
- Current Residence: tejas
- Interests: life, words, love, music, soccer/man utd.
- Favourite movie: holy grail, cuckoo's nest, say anything/john cusack films
- Favourite band or musician: arcade fire, interpol, MODEST MOUSE, animal collective, damien rice
- Favourite poet or writer: sylvia plath, bukowski, e.e. cummings; RAY BRADBURY
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Favourite game: tetris, cards
- Favourite cartoon character: daria, king bob, the weekenders, doug funny
- Personal Quote: does he drive you wild, or just mildly free?
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great stuff, really.
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holdyourbreath.
everything you write...
amazing.
just amazing.
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holdyourbreath.
oh lovely haha!
support from someone as stunning at writing as yourself means the world to me. truly it does.
thank you so much.
p.s. i'm willing to share my brian kirst.
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All sapient beings evade what evolution shaped us for. --Larry Niven
I WIN.
(: ifff you know what i mean. not official, not exclusive. but we're trying it out.
thankyou for the comment though!
you deleted your address on lj before i got a chance to write it down, i'd still love to be penpals though! if i send you my address first would it be better that way?
x
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***Life is a bull shit, but the alternative is even worst***
--->Fritz Kukutschka Tenorio<---
insight and creativity of the piece even though you might just ahve started out readingit for kicks. Much fun there.
You're quite amazing yourself.
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<3
Chelsea
ps we still have to go to austin city limits together next fall!
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That's ADMIRAL obvious to you!
i found alex, and then WOAH there you were
weird, huh?
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That's ADMIRAL obvious to you!
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