Thursday, June 30, 2011

Wednesday, June 29, 2011


i had a dream with you in it last night
with you and a dog and some red shag carpet
i don't know exactly what was going on
but we were together.
it was a nice dream.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

hello takes a summer

if we could go back and start again
with hello
how are you
my name is
hello takes a summer
and maybe a year.
if we could go back and start again
two months would be gone
before you even
my name.
i like ice cream.
i ride my bike.

Monday, June 27, 2011

the greatest mistake you can make in life is to continually be afraid you will make one.
-Elbert Hubbard

the surfact project (64)

Do you wear your seatbelt in the car?
once i didn't wear my seatbelt and-
yeah, that happened.
and ever since the accident,
i've wondered if maybe it wouldn't have been better
if we had been going a little faster
or been hit a little harder
and life had stopped in that ultra week of happiness
of graduation
of culmination
of reputation
and congratulation
instead of crumpling like it did
into a $j!+show that's worse
than the dent in Brendan's bumper.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

speak soft.

just because she tells you
you aren't worth anything
doesn't mean
you have to listen.
whisper i am powerful.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

i can't be an atheist.

you know how sometimes
you get a strand of hair stuck in the back of your throat
that's literally impossible to swallow.
you could try a thousand times
but that stupid, tickly hair still wouldn't go down.
it's really annoying
but it's easier to just fish it out of your mouth
and throw it away.
don't tell me this has never happened to you.
but life isn't like that.
you can't fish out your problems from the back of your mind
and just throw them away.
you can't take an idea you don't like - but it's true
and pretend it never happened.
sometimes you have to sit there and struggle
until you swallow it.

Monday, June 20, 2011

all small and insignificant.

just imagine a small insignificant insecet. you know, like an ant.
and there are so many of them, you know?
like if you step on one, meh. not a big deal.
well, to someone out there,
like God. God's out there.
i bet it's like we're a big ant farm
we're all small and insignificant.
and maybe...
but God doesn't step on us.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

the man with the eternal childhood - two drabbles and three-quarters of 275 words

The man in the sparkly pajamas ran laps around the high school track. His walkman was broken and he had only the freshman lacrosse game on the turf to entertain him. He watched the goalie block a terrible corner shot. He smiled. He used to play goalie.
The man ran a total of seven laps. He always meant to do eight, but he could never quite finish. He took a huge gulp of Vitamin Water, which the magazines told him was trendier than Gatorade.
The man had not stopped watching freshman lacrosse games since he graduated twenty-five years ago. He arrived every Monday afternoon and ran laps around the track. Funny how, no matter how many times he came, each lap was the same length.
The man wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. He glanced up at the bleachers and recognized a man in a light blue button-down who was dividing his time between a laptop on his knees and the players on the field. The pajama man waved enthusiastically and yelled as loud as he could. "How are you, Danny?" he bellowed. "Is that your son out there?"
The man in the stands looked up, squinting at the sun. "Harold?" he asked, running down the bleacher steps to greet him. "By God, it's been years! What have you been doing with yourself since high school?"
"I've been running," said Harold quietly. "Really I have."
He shuffled his feet and looked down at his toes.
"I wanted to run like the rest of you did. But I just couldn't go away."

Monday, June 13, 2011

the surface project (65)

In the past week have you cried?
can we please relive
this year of our lives
over and over and over again
i'm scared of the world
and the rest of my life
you know i'm not myself
without you
can we please relive
those four times that i cried
over and over and over again

the surface project (83)

Has anyone told you forever and then left?
it turns out that everyone goes away
and that's really all there is to it