Archive | November 2016
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9/1/16
Just wait. Really, What are we doing? Not sure quite what to think You’ve got no answer Not one you’re ready to give Still deciding if it’s worth it? Me too We’re one in the same That’s why you got me leaving women be. All of them that ain’t you Simply ain’t worth you The […]

8/30/16
Marry me Minnesota! Hyphens and name changing Legally binding Sign your name on the dotted line Vow it all, now! No pre-nup needed.

9/12/16
Today I watched a spider spin his web. Or her web. No way to tell the gender. Are spiders as gender fluid as we are as humans? One may never know. He (or she) allows the string to travel and build future paths for one of it’s legs to cling to. He starts small. Tight […]

8/28/16
Know it could be you. You ain’t close to ready. So what’s a girl to do? Waste some days with you? Maybe a month or two?

8/28/16
Whenever there’s a gaggle of soccer Moms on the dance floor, it’s the same scene. One is too drunk, laughing at herself and her friends while she kicks in the air the way her son Donny does at practice. One is too into the music, feeling herself and on the hunt for young men old […]

9/20/16
Ain’t asking for commitment. Know I wouldn’t get it, And you know I’m a realist. No regrets with sharing secrets. Tell each other, knowing we’ll keep them. Kisses keep them sealed. Legs wrapped around each other like there’s no chance That we could leak them. Treating one another like we’re independently dependent. Far more than […]

8/23/16
Sitting in this elementary school and it’s hard to not think of where you’re gonna send him someday. Not to imagine what his teachers name will be. If he’ll be excited to make new friends. If you’ll ever get so many phone calls from the principals office that you two become best friends. Being around […]

7/12/16
When I love, you get it all Every ounce, every drop Let the guard down. Let the walls fall. Full transparency, That amount of trust is scary. So I barely bare me. Lust driven therapy, Won’t lead to marrying. Coming off as bold, cold and uncaring. The way you been staring, Does all the sharing. […]

9/12/16
How bad do you really want it? Love, that is. Could I sacrifice selfish tendencies and reclusive solitary habits? Ironically those are the habits that lead me to look for love. Scribbling pages about heartbreak, alone in bars. That’s where I thrive. Wishing, hoping, dreaming of love