Category Archives: Metaphor
135 – This is the first day of my life
I steal a lot of titles from songs, often songs I don’t even listen to. A week ago I spent the day with someone I hadn’t seen in eight years. (There’s a whole mix of anxieties that come with writing … Continue reading →
Filed under Beautiful Things, Metaphor, Relationships, Song References
Protected: 117 – amorphous (or, maybe the metaphor is more like this)
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Filed under Ask me for a password if we're friends, Metaphor, Relationships, Whiny
113 – You tempt me with my own superstitions, but I will have none of it!
I love reunions, even if they’re not face-to-face. Today I woke up healthy ten minutes before my alarm and believed anything was possible. I sat in bed awhile, and I thought about how what I had stopped writing mid-sentence last … Continue reading →
Filed under Fear, Messy, Metaphor, Relationships, Stream of Consciousness
065 – “I lied. There’s wi-fi in The Darkness.”
It’s finals week. You can tell because the floors of the residence halls have the uninterrupted echo of an abandoned land, and the students have become hungry, itinerant, red-eyed nomads. Textbooks in tow, we have become primitive, ready to pounce … Continue reading →
Filed under College - when it was still a novelty, Messy, Metaphor, Silly
042 – Diamonds
from my handwritten journal I really like having friends! [Three of my friends] came over last night, and even [two more], and then even [three more]. We had our door knocked for noise. We said drawn-out goodbyes like it was … Continue reading →
