Twenty-four. Twenty-three. He's the age of the pendulum. Adding slowly to the pile of years, he counts. Looking up from dusty cities with lamb-path streets, and following lonely roads to ice-coated highways and cities locked in pride of place. Twenty-three looks for the stupidity in his "wisdom," he looks for the peace in his "rage," … Continue reading Twenty-four (or “Twenty-three Revisited”)
Category: Growing UP
Twenty-Three (or “Twenty-One” Revisited)
Twenty-three. Twenty-two. He's the age of shocking discoveries. Pushing himself to limits that set him back into loops of ecstasy and months of couch ridden recoveries. Drowning himself in lavender and tea tree oil, he meditates his brain into a submissive pulp and the world smiles back by slowly and softly responding to every fifth … Continue reading Twenty-Three (or “Twenty-One” Revisited)
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Cute little white boy thinking he can write Thinking he has prose thinking he's got what it takes nope He's got too much. Never had to take a thing, always handed to him always things gifted him on a silver platter Fuck He's got that will, that nerve to do something nice that uppity treatment, … Continue reading {point}
“there are no boundaries”
Q: So, If you could start by describing yourself for me, physically and emotionally. A: Physically, tall, I'm like 5'10" and I have hips like my moms hips. Active I guess because I work out a lot. Pretty. Emotionally I guess sensitive but I try not to show it, so I guess more... I don't … Continue reading “there are no boundaries”
“You are the best parts of yourself”
Q: So um… If I could have you start by describing yourself physically and emotionally. A: Ok. I have big brown eyes. I have a really small mouth. I’m really pale despite my heritage and ethnicity. I’m tall. I’m left handed. Emotionally, I’m a very apologetic person, very eccentric, very outgoing. I am also very … Continue reading “You are the best parts of yourself”
