numbers

a certain cologne
sunk into the small
wrists, balmed there
below blue veins like
clear rivers green glass
at the bottom carving soles
against sand and pebbles, i didn't
know this could happen so young, so
young.

Half Sister

I never had any of your mother
But I have all of your father
Old shoes, pillows and keychains
I kept what I could get my hands on
Paintings, photos and report cards
We kept what we could get our hands on

& tell me

Look at all my copes

& tell me I don't heal

Test out all my hopes

& tell me I don't feel

Try on all my clothes

& tell me I don't wear

Read out all my prose

& tell me I don't tear

Find out all my fears

& tell me I don't try

Count up all my years

& tell me I don't lie

Thumbing through thoughts

The sweetest library I've ever known
Was a papered mind across the table
All things simple and buttery and full
Brown sugar shelves, one stacked skull

Meet Miss Olive

Everyone, this is little Miss Olive. She's my newest friend and housemate. She's an excitable little lady. She likes to eat, poop and lick my face. The first night she was with me, we pulled an all nighter together because she was so excited/nervous about her new home. We are on a good routine now though. We love to cuddle and talk. And when I say talk, I mean talk. This gal snorts and snores and chatters all day long. Everyone loves her! 

She says "Oh hai. I'm Olive. You can call me Oli if you want. May I lick your nostrils?"

I haven't posted for a week

So here are a few pictures from the past few days to even things out.

Guys, don't trust Rachel Wood with your Gardettos. She will lick the flavoring off of every single one and put them back into the bag. Be warned.

Alright. Whoever owns this truck...date me. I think we could make each other happy.

Just a few hearts I made for my room. Easy peasy. Just some old pages, hemp string and hot glue.

Just me showin' off my wrap Megan got for me in Ghana last summer. She's road trippin' it to NY right now and couch surfing. I love her adventures.

eat, ate

matching platter to platter
you and I feed from kindred
sources

stomach linings cramp
knots of grace and stain
samples of our slurs
atlases of ago, past, gone
painted maps of pulpy memory
all belongings we wanted
ruined

and when abdomen acid
can't turn the trick
slated souls clip under the
neck

All things growing!

For mothers day, I took my mum to The Great Outdoors. It's this cool garden/nursery with all the flowers and plants you can think of. I bought her a cute little cactus and we walked around oohing and ahhing at all the beauty. Visit! You won't be disappointed. There's also a little coffee shop there so you can sit, read and enjoy the botany.

Heavy

As hollow as houses

the fists beat against

our drummed torsos

until we learned fills

cheap fills, pure fills

volumed by knowing

to swell and brim off

with swapped bearings

indian style fixations

stored in lit moments

between cigarettes that

orange off like peaches

weighting one another

with rare, tarted words

weighting one another

from sheeted libidos

caught in the crosswind 

trading skins for bark

paired hollowed trees

furnished with fortunes

we did nothing close to

complete one another

but we got our fills
yes we got our fills

draw in

there are tender mornings
when you wake up on light
propped up on hip & elbow
you sip at that pale amber
lungs two paper lanterns
an early bright begins you
room breathes beside you
throated windows inhale
mantled mouthes exhale
every cavity flushed

I felt your ache

And it held like

mine

Movin' on in

This weekend I moved into our place. I've been scrubbin', sweepin' and cleanin' all day. Yesterday my mom, sister and I found the perfect coffee table for the living room. Here is my sister magnificently posing in front of it, of course.

My sister and I are both pretty decor crazy, so I'm excited to start decorating. Whenever we get things together, I'll post pictures. But for now, you just get to see the fabulous bundle of fruit my new neighbors dropped of for us! So thoughtful. All my neighbors that I've met so far seem great. Friendly and kind. How could I ask for anything more? 

Do you know Alexa Hale McLatcher?

She's pure spunk, I tell you. If there's anyone who knows how to really laugh, it's this lady. I just thought I'd let those of you out there know that there might be a gap in your life. There might be a little space for a 4'11 spit fire and her name is Alexa Hale McLatcher. Get to know her. She is unforgettable. You will become a hard, hard laugher.

 Heads will turn. 

Ps. I just have one more thing to say: I love that my friends love books. I love that love. 

Hiccup

Study, study, study

Well, it's finals week. Meaning I'm in the library studying my derriere off till the wee hours. So I thought I'd send y'all a little lovin' through my study-break snack. For those of you powering on through your studies and need a slight chuckle, just imagine me dumping out all my trail mix on a table in the library and sorting through it like a little squirrel for the sunflower seeds. And then go ahead and imagine about 4-5 people staring at me like I'm a nut. Because that's definitely what happened. Have a great week, guys!