dream on repeat

          I’m 16 I smell of Love’s Baby Soft and everything is pink and fresh and romantic like a love letter            

metaphor

      I once suggested she have a good cry she said “I’m afraid if I start I’ll never be able to stop”        

the way home

        “The house was quiet and the night was calm” ~ Wallace Stevens      

rich

                  hide and go seek in her greenhouse pots of iris and gladiola bulbs the air was thick and rich with the scent of dirt      

morning fuel

      “There’s a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.”   ~ David Lynch, Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity