Friday, August 21, 2009

I think I take life too seriously.

Scratch that.

I know I do.

This is going to change.



Sunday, August 16, 2009

Different Spell, Old Magic


sense of place
struggling where the past seems a lot better than the present or future

thoughtful on departure
driven by an unattainable dream of happiness


despite longing, exiled

dreaming of a finer future

dismissed into two categories: can't or wouldn't have

ashes. scatter them
a former life has gone
but remains haunted by them and bitter failures

return for another

In life, characters you care about,
despite or because of their flaws

on the surface, hilarious

questions, complications
we build for ourselves.

Monday, August 3, 2009

I am back in Arkansas. I don't really know what to say about this fact. I am with my family, so I am "home", but I am not home. There's so much in my head. So much in my heart. I'm not who I was, and I'm not quite sure who I'll be.

But I know which path I want to go on, and I think that one day, your path will meet mine again.

I'm afraid that I'll lose sight of the path in the midst of the day-to-day, but I trust I will be reminded of the journey I'm on.

I just don't want to lose the pieces of myself I caught this summer.