#1
there were nights we lit candles
and sent them down the willamette river in brown porcelain boats

there were days we skipped rocks
into the mouth of the atlantic ocean
and bit our tongues until they bled

there were years we scrapped the barnacles off our hulls
with whiskey bottle shards
and cut our hair short
with the safety clasp stomped off our scissors

but there were also moments
in the dark
when your cold heel
brushed my calf
and God whispered
some song unintelligible
that soothed the wind
battering the aluminum siding

that broke our hearts open on the rocks
long enough
to light the candles


~
#2
<3
マリ「しあわっせはーあるいってこないだーからあるいってゆっくんだねーん 
いっちにっちいっぽみーかでさんぽ
 さーんぽすすんでにっほさっがるー 
じーんせいはっわんつー!ぱんち・・・


"Success is as dangerous as failure. Hope is as hollow as fear." - from Tao Te Ching

#4
scrapped or scraped?

this seems more like your stride. 4th stanza felt vital and young. great.
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#7
3rd stanza. God damn.

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#8
Not coherent enough IMO, prose is probably the easiest writing to create and therefore least impressive.
#11
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Not coherent enough IMO, prose is probably the easiest writing to create and therefore least impressive.

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