February 28, 2009

September 16, 2008

August 19, 2008

sometimes i find myself believing an opinion can harm not if delivered by a friend

when a few words are sent away

they find no destination and they do not return

the highways of doers were built above my head

no doorbells

no regrets

August 13, 2008

by the time i had taught her to avoid inevitable encouters she had made a hundred friends

June 23, 2008

back


June 19, 2008

hope

there's change at my fingertips but I can't touch and I can't reach
and I can't think of anything better to do

June 12, 2008

you

the smart one

June 10, 2008

unbreakable

At Malabia on the dot of nine

June 09, 2008

h+


June 06, 2008

...

I'm not what I'd be 


                
 if you could have someone like me

June 05, 2008

often

scary clouds and thoughts of storms
my human wins, my human runs
I follow

June 03, 2008

unwanted

the simple step, unwanted calm and need of rest

beneath

prevention

hope always straight lines. foggy straight paths. un-hide. no back. no loops.