Tag archive: boys

Why I hate when you smoke, a poem

How I hate when you smoke Revised with a new title and everything. A special thanks to Mary Brown. On the rare occasion I want to stand outside with you while you hold and light, inhale and exhale in puffs… continue reading »

I love you.

I call this a prose poem. I also call it an apology. — I love you. Okay, now say it with more feeling. I love you? Better, but with more passion this time. I love you? Close, but it’s missing… continue reading »

Finals interlude

Okay, so I haven’t been inspired to write at all. I’m just trying to get everything finished: finals, classes, papers, projects, etc. So here’s a poem I wrote for creative writing this semester. It’s about — guess who? VI.On his… continue reading »

Unsaid

Some things are better left unsaid. V. “Talk to me,” he says, caressing her hand and fondling the wrinkles of her numb fingers. She says, “I’m fine.” Not that he asked. They walk with naked stares into the night. She… continue reading »

And eat it too.

He baked you a cake? Yeah. Isn’t it great? I’ll never want to finish eating it. He obviously likes you. Well, I thought so. Before, I mean, when he gave me the cake. But I know he doesn’t. Caitlyn, he… continue reading »

Life updates, August 2010

I haven’t blogged to just blog in a while. I’ve written a lot about PLC; I’ve written a few creative pieces, but I haven’t just blogged. Granted, most of the time I blog I have some muse to inspire me.… continue reading »

Creative Writing: Untitled

Yes, a preface: I can’t title this, because if I did, it’d be really cheesy. It’d probably be something like The Words Didn’t Come or He’s Perfect. Oh barf. Here’s the thing about writing fiction: it’s fiction. Ha, it’s not true. But… continue reading »