- Yellow raincoats, umbrellas, wellies
- Green ginger tea
- Ibuprofen induced post-headache naps
- New semesters
- Acceptance letters
- Grocery shopping
- Long hair
- Mermaids
- Valentine's Day
- Teenage movies: Marie Antoinette, Because I Said So, Juno
- Brownies
- Vegan cookies
- Redecorating
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Listography
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Great Endings Like Early Beginnings
Friday, January 2, 2009
I can handle the truth;
When it dresses in disguises.
When it resides in Biblical passages;
When strewn over human lips.
I can handle the truth;
When it tries to hide from me.
I find it in poems, in paintings;
Cowering in words, imitating lies.
I can handle the truth;
When it drowns in tears.
When it fills the air, the sky;
When it's in the ground, in the water.
Yes, I handle the truth;
In the deepest elements of Earth.
In the cavernous life of man;
In the blatancy of nature.
Can the truth handle me?
When I chase it down;
Searching for it, coveting it.
When it tries to be gentle;
Cradling me, letting me down easy.
When it feels the warm salt of tears;
When it watches the cringe of pain.
When it kills, back stabs, leads me on.
When it knows how I feel and knows that he caused it.
I can handle the truth, but the truth can't handle me.
When it dresses in disguises.
When it resides in Biblical passages;
When strewn over human lips.
I can handle the truth;
When it tries to hide from me.
I find it in poems, in paintings;
Cowering in words, imitating lies.
I can handle the truth;
When it drowns in tears.
When it fills the air, the sky;
When it's in the ground, in the water.
Yes, I handle the truth;
In the deepest elements of Earth.
In the cavernous life of man;
In the blatancy of nature.
Can the truth handle me?
When I chase it down;
Searching for it, coveting it.
When it tries to be gentle;
Cradling me, letting me down easy.
When it feels the warm salt of tears;
When it watches the cringe of pain.
When it kills, back stabs, leads me on.
When it knows how I feel and knows that he caused it.
I can handle the truth, but the truth can't handle me.
East Side
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