Elizabethtown

I used to believe my life would be brought to me by a manic pixie dream girl with road trips set to mix tapes and seven hour phone calls that end in watching the sunrise together. Turns out I have to make my own mix tapes. I am the road trip. I am the adventure. […]

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Dance Again

Take time, rest, think it over: who do you really want to dance with? Which track should we put on? What genre? Trick question, every playlist from here on out is the drumming in your chest, the breath caught in your throat, the red velvet curtains opening on your dreams again. So sit this one […]

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IRON

She is earth. Holy ground. Apple seeds. She is the milk maid to mother medicine, worshipping with every warm hand hold all the ways you know what is needed: a swirl of a cinnamon stick, a pinch of salt, a cardamom pod.  She is softness, stillness. Calm in the moments of swinging leg before stomping […]

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Captain, my Captain.

I guess I could let you sweep me off my feet but it kinda just feels like you need help navigating your getaway car. See it’s kind of like, somehow, I found the power to create water: from tears, from sweat, by transforming wine. And in doing so, your boat just seemed to rise and […]

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I still don’t know

You didn’t love me enough, Did you? As in, You didn’t love me enough to: proclaim it to the world. celebrate it in front of everyone. write it on your Instagram.  As in, You just accepted it all: whatever I said I wanted. the ten thousand ‘I’m fine’s. the self-deprecation. As in, You didn’t love […]

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Ground Zero – Number 3.2

The worst part is that I don’t allow myself to completely know you. I sit here looking at your legs: you’re lying on the dog’s bed in front of the heater in our shitty three bedroom with the massive yard that we LOVE, reading some sci-fi book you’ve been waiting weeks to read – and […]

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Twin and twin and twin hearts

Right now, I don’t remember you ever not being here.  Right now, you’re so indoctrinated in my mind it would take An Eternal Sunshine to get you out and even then I think I’d still make you a combi van bed in my backyard, not quite knowing why. When the three of us are together, […]

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Ground Zero – Number 1.1

When I think about him it’s like trying to remember a stranger, until Led Zeppelin comes on, or Classical Gas, or Joshua Radin. Then I can remember pools of blue eyes and how when I looked into them I could see my whole future lined up in front of me, with special emphasis on the […]

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