| watch this.this is too important to not watch. more important than facebook, boys, and essays due tomorrow.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m3GstYOIc0I |
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| ariel
the articles went first.
then the pronouns, the verbs,
the nouns. they melted away, leaving
the taste of something sweet.
adjectives flutter behind
my front teeth, ready for flight.
only adverbs stay,
curled beneath my tongue--
yawning, drowsy:
the softest words of my vocabulary.
the lilt of my voice has left, too,
soapy Californian vowels
scrubbed clean.
when i speak to my mother,
she complains of my consonants,
how they have begun
to iron out the cadences, climb
over inflections, ride
them into deep sand. she says
only my whisper remains whole--
but not for long:
already my throat whistles.
it all started when you left:
my lips were parted, straining,
ready to form that first, last word,
ready to
bring you home.
your shoelaces were untied,
and i wanted to tell you--
but all i could do
was stare as they crossed the threshold,
strode down the wet sidewalk
outside the apartment.
gently, carefully, tenderly,
night arrives,
the dissolution complete.
i feel your name
coil in my mouth, watch
as it ebbs away
with the receding waters.
--
when you are lost, let the tide bring you home.
love,
jocelyn |
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| this is what i get for sleeping in the afternoon: insomnia & jet lag.
i think i've fallen in love w/ cys all over again the past week or so. tear :( |
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| with the end of china tour is, for me, truly the end of high school and all its reluctant remnants; there is something incomprehensible of what four years can and did contain. words are flimsy, memories deceiving, photos often foreign. something has come and gone, and the only knowable, true thing in its wake is this sweet ache; the only thing left untouched is what will hold steady when cement crumbles, is what will breathe when mountain tops are covered by sea: the softness of what is unspeakable, eternal. |
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| china two-marr-row. call me if you want anything.
bye kids. |
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