Wednesday, July 29, 2009

university sidewalk

the lion pack traveling side
by side, though not evenly;
colliding shoulder to shoulder
territorial and instinctual.

trying to tame the manes
beneath logo-baring headgear,
hoping to hide soulful eyes
behind dark shades of plastic.

clothing loose to make up
for skin too tight, laughter
bouncing off cement and
rubber sneaker soles.

that musky scent of male
mingling with each individual
mixture of hopes and dreams
hits me in full force, leaving me
at a standstill long after the last
of you has passed me by.



Friday, July 17, 2009

for an old friend

i thought you saved my life that summer. it was the first time
for both of us. i was expecting fireworks and stars like the fourth of july.
instead, you showed me a new kind of peace, a calm not unlike
the stones at the bottom of a river. when i was afraid, you spoke softly,
reassuring me. when i cried out, you held me tighter, rocked me
as if my fragile living was everything to you. it took forever and afterwards
i cried like i was five years old again and you just kept me close to you.

then you told me you'd be leaving on the next train out. barely
said a word of goodbye. i suspect you wanted to keep things simple,
though god knows we'd gone too far for that. and still i admire your strength
to walk away without salvaging anything. you took things without knowing:
a girl's half-innocent heart, a night worth remembering that you would forget
in time. i held onto the hope that i would once again see your smile, kiss
your mouth full-on. twine my fingers with yours in an endless ring of truth.
but years and years of nothing wore me down until i could fall no further.
dirt from the bottom of my misery pit lodged itself beneath my
fingernails.

a man i'd never met asked me out for coffee. he had the kindest face.
he was nothing like you. slowly, he began to draw me out of myself and
my pain. i did not forget about you. i merely let you slip away, just as you
had released me so long ago. i told him everything and he listened in a way
i knew you never would. we made love as though the world would end in
the morning. you were the last thing on my mind. now i see you on tv,
in the magazines. front cover. centerfold. you made your mark on me
and the world, but neither of us belong to you. the words i wanted so badly
to say have faded with time, and only a select few remain. now is the time
to say these words, the words that were never properly spoken. the words
that haunted me every day since you left me standing on the platform
in the storm. goodbye, my former love. goodbye, the one who took so
much but not all of me. goodbye.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

on a whim

we packed up what little was
left of this three-year relationship and
rattled out of town in your
junky old automobile.

i thought for sure those noises
meant we'd be stuck on the side
of the road in no time but you
smiled serenely and kept on driving.

this is why i love you, you
know, because you're calm even
when i'm freaking out beyond
belief and my hair starts to frizz.

even though the rope is
frayed and burns the palms
of our hands, we've got such
a good thing going and we're
not gonna stop for anyone.



Wednesday, July 15, 2009

when you go

when you walk out the door
this is who i will be:
the petal fallen from the once
powerful grip of the flower's
center.

bits of pollen still clinging
to you.

once you've brushed me off
and wept with me, just once
you will go forth in glory
(this is the you i know).

the seed of you that was
created with me
has slipped into something
of its own.

now it will be pushed
below the fresh dirt
(dirt i've never seen)
and it will flourish
as it did in my heart.

and when the sun
shines upon the trembling
earth you will rise up
and bloom and bloom and
become whatever you are
and have been
all along.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

he smells of summer

and he tastes like fall,
washes his hands in winter's chill.

spring is his beauty; a robe draped
over the back of a naked chair.

his hands on my body:
soft as rain and powerful as thunder.

his voice chimes in my ear;
the sweetest sound! his gift, my curse.

darling sunshine baby,
gumdrop of my lovestruck eyes!

hold me like the sky
clings to each and every star.



Saturday, July 4, 2009

julianna

she calls me quirky
sunshine lady
daydream princess.

we're best friends
but julianna is beautiful.

boys tell her
girls tell her
i tell her every day.

julianna, you are
the most beautiful girl
in the world.

she just laughs
shakes her head
puts her arm around me.

we're all beautiful
julianna tells me.

i almost believe her.