Sunday, June 29, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
The sun on a clear, autumn day.
The wind as it catches the hood of your jacket.
The way I feel only lying next to you. When I hear that song.
If I glance at you when you’re reading across the room.
When you walk in front of me and I can see your skinny legs and butt through your corduroys.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
You'll love this: I am under investigation by my school for lewd/pornographic misusage of the internet. The charge was accrued while I was researching information for a lesson on the poetry of Anne "Sex"ton.
I'm innocent, of course.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Her eyes, the blanket
stare. Can Those
be compared to Your couch the Night
My dress was around my
ankles, limp and
waiting to be replaced by Your fingers.
Slip off My shoulder and to the basement floor.