Hang A For Sale Sign
“Hang a For Sale sign
on my brain because I don’t
want it; it cannot house
me anymore than cotton
protects flesh from rain.
Post an Out of Order sign
on my brain because I can’t
function anymore; it does
not glimmer like the
strand of Christmas lights
with the one broken bulb.
Nail a Beware sign
on my brain because it
destroys; it’s the hurricane
tsunami headed straight
toward the glass city.”
-EL
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“Your bones
have become a cage
and I
your faithful
songbird.”
-EL
I think, perhaps, sometimes we know how badly a decision will hurt us, But we choose to ignore our gut feeling Maybe because we are tired of playing it safe Or maybe because there's always some hope left inside of us which we can't let go of. ~ A.G.
I’ve missed your writing.
“The troll in my dreams
always asks me
unsolvable things
to cross the bridge
above the stream.
With each new riddle,
I stutter and seem
to lose my wit, my
brawn, and gleam.
My mouth agape,
head spewing steam,
I cannot answer
for the life of me;
and so I am tossed
from the narrow beam
to float lazily
for the remainder
of my enchanted dream.”
-EL
16. Would you rather it be sunny or rainy? & 17. Do you know anyone with the same middle name as you?
Thank you!
16. I’d rather it be rainy. It seems like I’m always the most energetic on rainy and cloudy days. I love it.
17. Nope. I don’t think Tina is a common middle name, but let me know if we have the same middle name!
Send me numbers!
“It’s the middle of the night
and I’m topless
and paranoid as my mind
begins to wander more
than your profane hands
on my flesh. You forage
for a light source
to swathe yourself
from the ominous nightfall
since you’re afraid
of the dark, but darling
try to understand,
it’s my solace.”
-EL