Kaity Marie

Yes, he is alone- don't remind him, he might yell or stand up, even in the restaurant. Just give him his basket of chips, and salsa, and his third beer, and wait awhile to take his order. See him staring, something in his focus- I bet you can guess what (or rather who, you know that) and the sound... Sign in to see full entry.

I want a good fight. One in the pouring rain, with a backdrop of thunder and a whole field for our combat stage. A fight that knocks me in the mud and the wet grass slick with blood (no. too dramatic) with rain; one that reels me close to unconsciousness, to staggering; scrapes my elbows, skins my... Sign in to see full entry.

There is a sadness in me today, of finished projects, and sitting still- crosslegged- on a beige carpet counting stains; minutes; counting to fill up time, to think: what is this I feel? But the crosslegged body looks slowly around. The one here- of a young male kitten, peeing on a territory not his... Sign in to see full entry.

Clinging to the hard pew, praying to stay sane, crying to remember. To have and hold, to the the bliss that was before the funeral of a friend- young saint in human flesh. Thinking: How young she was; How alive she was; How dead she is. Fear strikes and it festers. It eats. This is the fear of... Sign in to see full entry.

They wonder why he laughs so hard, They try to analyze and change. But I could tell them- You don't get it, and you certainly Don't want it. He knows, I know. They don't want The late nights, The blind staring- Broken fists match holes In his drywall. They haven't seen And they couldn't possibly... Sign in to see full entry.

Today there was snow, And it made life a little harder, And more wet. Sign in to see full entry.

I wish a world of casseroles, Uncovered by tinfoil; A world of wooden houses, Windows blank of glass; I wish a world of water, The rushing- none of the still; A wall without this oval, Smudged with toothpaste and Longing; I wish a world of other people- Other people and not me. Sign in to see full entry.

You tell me that I pretend. You tell me to Open Up: Come clean, be honest, be yourself- Reveal Yourself! You shove me, hard, To reach the shutter, To 'shed some light' And Show me my sins. So fuck you And go ahead. Hear the cymbals- feel the clash- As your eyes bleed and your ears explode- It's you... Sign in to see full entry.

For now I sit, in butter sunlight in her singing-room, slumbering through bars of haze and comfort, thick rich colors coating my tongue- slide- I taste 'happy' and 'safety' and- I float- 'all here is gladness'. Her voice, melodic, fills the sweetly sheltered burgundy arcs of the room. She sings a... Sign in to see full entry.

Oh, the wind was so bright that day. The air was much closer and so warm. He could smell the sun up high that day of his departure, from Fifteen stories of space and blank windows. Sign in to see full entry.