17, looking for a shade that no palm tree can provide. Also like a stone on the water, the elements decide my fate. I love my disconnected thoughts.

if you've been melted down to stars.: From An Atlas of the Difficult World, by Adrienne Rich 

technicoloring:

I know you are reading this poem
late, before leaving your office
of the one intense yellow lamp-spot and the darkening window
in the lassitude of a building faded to quiet
long after rush-hour. I know you are reading this poem
standing up in a bookstore far from the...

transiency-deactivated20120129 / by: technicoloring