I’m shaking underneath my skin
Maybe it’s the hunger
Or the traffic
But something’s racing inside of me
Nights are getting hard again
I’m worried that life is just waiting
For me to let my guard down
Again, assuming that I’m going to be on the short end of every
Statistic
And the compulsions are becoming obsessive
Trying to keep tabs on the anxiety
So I [...]
Archive for March, 2008
You aren’t Crazy if You Question Whether You are Crazy
Posted in Thought on March 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The Things You Stole, and What Was Left Behind
Posted in Story on March 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My dad asked my sisters and I to tell him the worst thing a guy has ever done to us
And right after I went through the story about how you threw my head against the window on the driver’s side of my car
When I was 16
And how I thought for sure that I had shattered [...]
Catch My Breath
Posted in Thought on March 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I remember the moment
You put your arms around me
And told me this was over
So softly
Into my right ear
Everything dropped inside of my body
I had put everything on the table
And you just quietly pushed it away
As if you’d rather go hungry
Than love me
Tired Eyes
Posted in Thought on March 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
3 years later
I am not the same woman that took a back seat
To your comedy routine
After 6 Jack and Cokes
You were a participant in the disassembling of
Me
And tomorrow I will meet you
Smile and drink coffee,
Like we used to
With a more tightly woven
Faith and identity
Work
Posted in Thought on March 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Love keeps missing the mark
So she keeps moving the target
To try & encourage
A connection
Snowmobiling on the Crow River
Posted in Story on March 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My dad’s snowmobile went through the ice last night. He took my brother and their 2 snowmobiles out on the Crow River by my place to ride around a bit before it got too dark. I had come home to my dad’s truck parked in the street and snowmobile tracks all over my yard, so I [...]
Root Beer Floats and Doll Houses
Posted in Thought on March 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I think she is scared of disappearing
And leaving no tracks behind her
As a reminder
So she tells me books I should read
Museums I should visit
Men I shouldn’t marry
And she explains the lives of everybody within my bloodline that came before me
In order to pass on their memories
But I will never remember her for these last minute [...]
Truth
Posted in Thought on March 3, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
It is the moments where you call out my inconsistencies
And irrationalities
With a smile on your face
That make me want to hit you and
Love you forever
