What you don't know
Thursday, November 12, 2009
For years she collected
quotes, stories, poems.
Trying to express herself with the words of others
for her voice was stolen
with a little white pill
They call her Ariel.
and she wonders if the sparks of creativity are worth walking through fire
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
All I want is everything
I can feel it.
The itch to go.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I am 32 flavors and then some
squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then someand
I'm beyond your peripheral vision
so you might want to turn your head
cause someday you're going to get hungry
and eat most of the words you just said
both my parents taught me about good will
and I have done well by their names
just the kindness I've lavished on strangers
is more than I can explain
still there's many who've turned out their porch lights
just so I would think they were not home
and hid in the dark of their windows
til I'd passed and left them alone
and god help you if you are an ugly girl
course too pretty is also your doom
cause everyone harbors a secret hatred
for the prettiest girl in the room
and god help you if you are a pheonix
and you dare to rise up from the ash
a thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy
while you are just flying back
I'm not trying to give my life meaning
by demeaning you
and I would like to state for the record
I did everything that I could do
I'm not saying that I'm a saint
I just don't want to live that way
no, I will never be a saintbut I will always say
squint your eyes and look closer
I'm not between you and your ambition
I am a poster girl with no poster
I am thirty-two flavors and then some
And I'm beyond your peripheral vision
So you might want to turn your head
Cause someday you might find you're starving
and eating all of the words you said
~Ani Difranco
Monday, November 9, 2009
Lovely little things
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
tonight I could write the saddest lines
When I love, I love deep. I am the worst, the clingy, needy type.
It's because I'm used to grasping.
Holding on
accepting what I can get.
Just once I want a love that is mine. One that I wont have to hold on to.
One that will cling and shimmer and drape around me like shawl......
Something to keep me warm
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
The worst thing in the world
I recently realized that all I want in life is to be a housewife. I want to make bread, can food, clean house, have kids and keep a home for my husband.
This is everything I was raised to scorn. My mother would be so horrified if she found out.
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