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I specialize in narcissism, raindrops, and the occasional bird.

europe, among other things.

Sun Aug 9, 2009, 10:36 PM
  • Listening to: Fever Dream - Iron and Wine
  • Reading: All Families are Psychotic by Douglas Coupland
  • Watching: The Fifth Element
Summer closes with a shuttered breath of expectation. Days shimmy by, excruciating, precious.

In Florida, summer suns set in a bewildering sort of golden haze. Long rows of houses, mass modeled off of a poor man's plantation, shift out of focus as the shadows of twilight cast along the vinyl siding, the suburb-standard white garage doors [now gone dingy after years of two cars, hurricanes]. Memories of crickets and frogs stir quiet symphonies. A sprinkler tick-tick-ticks, counting off the moments that remain before the crape myrtle [craten myrtle, I called it] and St. Augustinegrass [one word, I found one day while lost in the garden section of a Home Depot] and pink skin are all cooled by clear night. The summer night is almost chilly, if only for the ones who grew up expecting warmer. Sometimes, I dream that the lightning bugs have made it this far south, but mostly I watch the stars. I remember being younger than I am now, worn out from running around the bougainvillea and from scuttling over fences, asking my mother for a sheet to lay out in the driveway so that I might look at the stars without getting the concrete dirty from the mess I'd accumulated during the day. The sweat would have dried by then, something you just got used to. I used to be more fearless than I am now.

Tonight, I close my blinds and turn on the lamp by my bed. I suppose the sun still set, the stars still flickered like small batting eyelashes, the grass still pokes and prods and bends and leaves its green traces on knees. But Summer closes slowly behind me, my feet white from the shoes I never used to wear.



As recently as today, I was featured in a group of sorts that shares works by different poets on dA. If I had any technical sense I would gladly link to the group, but I have no idea how to. I would like to thank them for featuring "Eve", and would greatly recommend you visit their page [you can find the link in the comments for "Eve"] and check out the poems that have been featured before me. Some of them are fantastic.

The boy I might love is in Berlin. More on that, perhaps, another time.

Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Florida
  • Interests: Zoe, Martina, Alex
  • Favourite movie: Devdas
  • Favourite band or musician: Maximo Park, Modest Mouse
  • Favourite artist: Your Mom.
  • Favourite poet or writer: Ray Bradbury, Jass Ouhri, Billy Collins, that guy who wrote Dune.
  • Operating System: RTS bus system.
  • Wallpaper of choice: The self stick kind.
  • Skin of choice: simple squamous
  • Favourite cartoon character: The Sheriff, Alphonse Elric
  • Tools of the Trade: pilot G-2 [assorted inks], pilot Precise V5

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:iconlyokolady:
Thanks for the faaaaav~

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:iconiamliarface:
Oh, oh, oh! I love Maximo Park. It's nice to know that there's someone else out there that knows about them. :]
:iconrevolutionnairerouge:
they are absolutely fantastic!

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:iconi-feel-alright:
thanks for the fave

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:iconkiba-kz93:
You are the most amazing artist, like.. Gosh.
I love your gallery and i can't decide which to favourite. I am just.. astounded.

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:iconrevolutionnairerouge:
Thanks =3

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"I brought a piece of you home, sang you to sleep in my bones. I left a piece of me there, planted a kiss in your hair." -Oh Fortuna.
:iconjamillica:
seriously... I hope you walk with your head full of beauty high and proud.

you have a beautiful gallery, and so much of your writing is simply exquisite. the simplicity in the barebones emotion telling is... wow.

I might have overwhelmed your page a bit with comments, but I want you to believe these words... I'm overwhelmed after discovering your stuff.

(ps, if you ever have time I'm looking to make my poem... my only submission thus far) into a short story. I'd really appreciate a mind like yours on how to inflate it delicately)

that all sounded so poetic hehe, you've inspired me :)

Cheers.
Jamie
:iconestrangedliteracy:
Thanks for the fav! I like your gallery...

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:iconalaisiaga:
Thank you for the :+fav: on "Ego"!

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