Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no...– Louise Erdrich (via thresca) (via saram00n) (via ntima)
with some dumb haircut from 1960: What is your... →
I’ve always liked this one: “I love you as a sheriff searches for a walnut That will solve a murder case unsolved for years Because the murderer left it in the snow beside a window Through which he saw her head, connecting with Her shoulders by a neck, and laid a red Roof in her heart….
i have been at college for nearly four days.
thankfully, my roommate and i get along extremely well. we have decided that we’re going to lower our bunk beds so that we stop hitting our heads on the ceiling. they make me feel like Alice after she ate an “eat me” cake. i have three classes today; creative writing, american government, and art history. when i have a chance, i am going to rearrange my portion of the room with...
i sensed it. i also kept feeling as if i were a plot on a 3D graph. and i could...– Matt
when i was on acid, i felt like i suddenly realized how many lives i have lived...– Matt
home: things that make me feel weird about going... →
ursa and the major, jordyn rector’s graduation card, my bedroom window, old notebooks lodged underneath my dresser that tell stories and secrets of old friends, envelopes from last summer, polaroids covered in sharpie marker, fleet foxes, the pumpkin patch in town, my best friends, my pillows, my… things that make me feel weird about going off to college: the shins, all but two of my...
lately the walls of my heart have been paper thin. they let any breeze in, and it manifests into a butterfly. but some are plastic, some flutter for an instant before they drop to the ground. some linger, nearly transparent but still there.
when trevor comes over,
we’re going to go outside when the sky darkens, and stay there until the stars fade. we’re going to sit on the roof. i have been deprived of heights this summer. we will take pictures that will show our love will withstand anything. because i’m leaving to college in 13 days.
my legs are maps
continents cover my thighs. islands circle my ankles. children scuttle around on dense rock. everything is on the surface. a pair of dream intoxicated people wander toward a cave. my mouth opens wider, rocks dissolve into sea foam, wider, ever wider, as they step closer. i don’t devour, i simply listen. because my mind is kept upright by the whispers of water lapping unknown shores. i notice...
Astral is a fantastic name!