Tuesday, October 26, 2010

none of that, please


you like things to be just so

patient and stable

so you can buy yourself time
and excuses
to move at your own pace

untrusting and vulnerable

in your soft-spoken way


a kate nash kind of morning

polka dot moon


spoonfuls of violet flower gelato
minimized expectations
a delicate level of intimacy

stealing kisses in the dark
sharing slices of pumpkin loaf
crawling into bed
to spoon and fall asleep

Sunday, October 24, 2010

birthday cake


when all the cake has been eaten and everyone has gone home
i will walk through my apartment shoeless
in my dress and tights
clutch that pillow on the couch and fall asleep

***

a bouquet of white lilies
in aluminum foil wrapping
a couple of pork belly tacos and cans of tecate
topped off with a walk through wicker park
arm in arm
to avoid any kind of falling
physical
emotional
my feet are firmly planted
and i refuse to let them go


Monday, October 11, 2010

Thursday, October 7, 2010

morning you

on this journey
i do not have the luxury of slowing down
ravenous with curiosity
every day provides opportunity
take my hand or not
i'll only extend it for so long


Wednesday, October 6, 2010

mad decent

things are going super-well
i'm motivated and can't stop saying super
because i am just that happy

working and baking, biking and swooning
over me
that's right, over myself
i'm off to get a soy latte
and to brighten someone's day with a hug
and a loaf of freshly baked bread

now go smile at at stranger
it'll make you feel amazing!

(please note the "zing!" in amazing!)

an adult relationship

Monday, October 4, 2010

october

this is the the time of year when i am the happiest
maybe it's my upcoming birthday,
the weather change, the layered fashion, the soy hot chocolates
nothing can get me down when the days are like today

i rode my bike as fast as i could
i've never really ridden late at night in the fall
was nice, kind of lonely, but peaceful
my body was warm, my muscles achy, my hands numb
all i could feel was the biting air hitting my face
and it felt good

bulletproof

Friday, October 1, 2010

floral print

every day is a commitment
to hold on to my intention
to prioritize my own well-being
in order to control my own destiny