March 2012
3 posts
Happenings:
Found myself desperate looking for God’s answers. She told me to leave my phantoms concealed— somewhere starless and moonless, perhaps in my closet. She told me I should start looking for God; I looked for answers in prayer. I felt the energy of silence radiate throughout my flesh and bones. While I was alone I mumbled the words she gave me. I have scraped knees as evidence, but no...
February 2012
3 posts
Lately I have been afraid to share things so carelessly as I had once before. I’m starting to feel older and not as young and reckless as I was when I was sixteen.
I’m not sixteen anymore and I don’t want to stand at the edge of the world. Instead I sleep my life away waiting for something to happen.
As if anything will ever happen. I want to be sixteen again.
I learned about the blues from a boy that I once knew.