February 2012
3 posts
Ante Meridian
Sometimes minutes bite like mosquitoes
and I get itchy in the corners of Tuesday morning.
The tiny seeds in my cerebellum
(oh how they want to be sunflowers!)
mourn the fact that they will never have roots.
Nevertheless, Furelise plays on
from the room with the single white rocking chair.
O Captain! My Captain!
It truly is, just now, beginning.
O Captain! My Captain!
Some people have religion.....
I have Meryl
January 2012
4 posts
You make my firearms weak, because baby you're the...
We Are Not Going to Let Anything Bad Happen
Okay,baby just a few minutes more.
With our hands intertwined minutes bleed into months
months into mountains.
Small spheres of poisonous tears drip into shaky streams of struggling salmon.
The world spins quickly and the love is thick
please. Chocolate colored leaves fall from sculpted trees.
We will take anything but powerless.
December 2011
2 posts
To love.
Freely.
Like water flows from eager springs.
Boundless.
Love is not a feeling. It is an ability.
Wisdom From a Three Year Old...
“The world has so much love in it right now, it is going to get a love tummy ache. That is a better type of tummy ache to have than a cake tummy ache I guess.”
May we all have love tummy aches
November 2011
5 posts
The Thing About College Is....
That it is A LOT of fun.
because I’m a white, Jewish rapper…..
Go Figure...
Today two separate people on two separate occasions made a comment about how I excessively smile. Who would have thought that everything in my life has led me exactly to where I am supposed to be.
I just realized something...
Everyday for the last few days I have both:
Laughed-honestly, freely, ugly faced, stomach hurts laughed
Cried- Deeply, painfully, ugly faced, eyes are swollen cried
I dont know if I have ever felt so whole.
I hate touching cardboard, tin foil, and anything that has been to a Republican National Convention
October 2011
7 posts
I’m really good at making things rhyme.
I am going to be sad Julia for a little while now.
Today I found This...
I wrote this in the third grade…it is pretty telling
Dear Dad,
Will you run for President of the United States? I assume that since you are not married I will be First Lady. Once I am First Lady, I can finally start to fix up the country.
Many Thanks,
The future First Lady
I think I figured something out....
Be genuinely kind
Work as hard as you possibly can
Remember what is important to you
Let yourself heal
Fuck the rest
It’s funny how certain words don’t even really exist in your realm of conciseness, and then one day dominate all conversations you hear and speak and feel. Stage four, stage four, stage four.
HEE HEE
mikeythemethmatician:
I ain’t sayin she a gold digger but she did move west to california in 1849.
September 2011
6 posts
You are already beautiful
Everyday I'm Tumblin'
Last night I had a dream that I named all the presidents, for the president. It’s going to be a good day.
And today it is true more than ever...
“It’s so much easier,my love, to be happy. It’s so much easier to choose to love the things that you have, instead of always yearning for what you’re missing, or what it is that you’re imagining you’re missing.” -Anna Quindlen
…and all I can think is how increadibly lucky I am.
August 2011
7 posts
In The Presence of Gratitude the World is...
Thank you to all of those who continue to want to be in my life.
Thank you for:
Running in circles in the rain with me.
Answering my phone calls.
Talking, and then listening, and then talking again.
Understanding without words.
...
We grow accustomed to the Dark --
When light is put away --
As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp
To witness her Goodbye --
A Moment -- We uncertain step
For newness of the night --
Then -- fit our Vision to the Dark --
And meet the Road -- erect --
And so of larger -- Darkness --
Those Evenings of the Brain --
When not a Moon disclose a sign --
Or Star -- come out -- within --
The...
Shattered
It started with the chicken bone. Daniel was not even sure what possessed him to do it. Years later he would think about this evening and justify his actions as a desperate plea for comic relief. As one of his carefully concocted schemes to force Margot’s face into that sublime squinted manner, the corners of her mouth nearly jumping of the surface of her cheeks. Form the moment he met her, Daniel...
and it breaks my hea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ear-rt…it breaks my heart
I have never heard silence quite so loudly.
It's time....
to let go.
July 2011
2 posts
Blog, Smog, Log, Frog
Hi Blog World,
After a year such as this one I find myself often sitting in the darkness of my room exchanging witty remarks with the clock sitting on my nightstand. In a mindset created only by many sleepless nights, I am starting to notice that I am missing the little pieces of confidence that come from knowing the pillars that make up the foundation of who you are. As the last twelve months...
And sometimes…the asking is not so easy, okay?
June 2011
1 post
“Smile now we’re gonna take this….
I am an escapist”
“ ..intuition is really a sudden immersion of the soul into the universal current...”
– The Alchemist
May 2011
4 posts
Cool Poems for Cool People #37
Will you sit here with me in the grass for a while
as the seconds nibble at our dirt-stained toes?
Will you pretend not to know what brought us here,
and watch the day decompose?
Will you put your hand in mine and let it get sweaty
So it melts a little into my skin?
Will you let the wind answer your questions for now,
and just feel the world spin.
I don’t want to talk.
I just want to sit here.
I...
Things that will be good no matter what:
1) Little Miss Sunshine
2) The Alchemist
3) Fuzzy Socks
4) When you step outside and suddenly the world smells like memories of summertime.
“So come pick me up, I’ve landed”
Cool Poems For Cool People #129
Hi
Just me again, passing by.
Putting gas in my hybrid of lies.
I like your Scarf.
You can say it if you please.
Remind me of my own disease.
Choking on twisted memories.
Do you want to go grab some ice cream?
And you think this is what I wanted.
Look at me like I’m self-taunted.
Sleepless hours leave me haunted.
So how are things at the bowling alley?
I am just going to sit here for...
March 2011
1 post
Life Lesson #234,575
You cannot cover a rock with frosting and call it a cake.
February 2011
2 posts
“…but everything looks perfect from far away….come down now”
“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree,...”
– Albert Einstein
January 2011
4 posts
So one day, the detour will be over.
Then one day, I will graduate from college.
Then one day, I will get my PhD in American History and wear the funny hat at graduation.
Then one day, I will get a job teaching high school kids
Then one day, I will be the best teacher in the whole wide world.
Then one day, I will find someone who wants to go somewhere just because I will be there.
Then one day, I...
Oh My Dear Blog World,
These days thoughts spin in my head like clothes in the washing machine. They are soaked and crinkled and their colors bleed together from the heat. Upon pulling them out of my head they are almost unrecognizable. That being said here I am writing, so I apologize in advance for what ever this blog may turn into.
Today I was talking to someone far wiser than myself, and she...
The New Path
It is a new path. It is scary. It is certainly unexpected. It is quiet. It is out of the Michigan snow. It is out of the Michigan everything. It is required strength of mind. It is required strength of body. It is secret. It is lonely. It is paperwork. It is rough fingertips. It is at best a sign from the universe. It is tears down my face. It is whispers behind my back. It is sleeping in my bed....
December 2010
1 post
My Dear Friends,
It’s late. It has been too long since I have written, and particles of what I wanted to say have been lost. I will do my best. I am no stranger to lack of sleep; we are old friends. It allows me to do the things that get otherwise pushed aside. I am home. I say with total confidence that there is truly nothing like it. There were pieces of myself I did not realize were even...
October 2010
1 post
“It’s so much easier, my love, to be happy. It’s so much easier to...”
– Anna Quindlen