my life is a patchwork of pauses and pleasure, promises, painful plots and plots of people
my life is stuffed with thoughts of yesterday, today and tomorrow
half-beginnings, quick endings
run-ons sentenced to pages
crammed into neat little envelopes
these things i've said, but have not said.
my life is full of grainy images
sea salt plastered memories of when i was a baby
a pink and blue stripped swimsuit
when i was all mask and snorkel, fins and fables
when everything was as sweet as the first drop of fresh water on salted tongue
my life is a ceramic yellow elephant with blue poka dots
my life is mirror poses and stomach sucking-
in-
between the waves and shore
in sloppy water and floating sand
in disorientation and ignorant blissfulness
my life is color coded notebooks and chewed up markers
poptart wrappers and coffee stains
rugby matches and pine scented candles
thesis drafts and empty wine bottles
my life is ever-rolling ridges and green galloping glens
my life is now and my life is six hours ahead
my life is composed of dances i've botched
dances i've mastered
my life is crafted in words and glances
imagined romances,
places, traces of familar faces
and mistakes.
my life is long drafts, long drafts
my life is loud
my life is jamming
my life is complicated and simple
my life is
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