Rach
time's leading the way in which i thought it might icy floes of knife-sharp minutes glittering dark against the white blur of the rest. i see them, touched by mind's eyes they do not move.... More »
Rach
things look more beautiful in faith. mine is not religious in the sense of wanting a church a preacher a cross or a star my religion is knowledge, the thing which i worship is not... More »
Rach
Everything I see is echoing images of treelines soaring water slipping over glowing nighttime sand smells of the ocean in our hair and your shampoo in my hands i hear the hummingbirds in my ears... More »
Rach
it's all disappeared in the midnight sand beneath the rise of the moon and the shift of the stars it's our sole right to say, "we tamed this." and with the slide of your fingers... More »
Rach
if time lives in perfected ribbons stamped as though by metal letters imprinted imbued imparting this insane rhythm of life to the things i do not realize i do as the spans of sitting thinking... More »
Rach
Damage happens when something that should be isn't. a missed step, an upward fall. when something once aligned is out of click. a brake line, a clutched gear, a spinning crash. Or maybe it's when... More »
Rach
if the point of paths is crossing twisting netting tangling into feathery clots of would or wouldn't-be's then who am i to presume the right to straighten mine out?
Rach
I cannot fathom who or what would cause you to do such a thing as walk along an empty street with hands full of thirty daisies. in pools of dirty once-snow and the dust of... More »
Rach
I wrote something! surprise, surprise. Slip out past my hands like so many flickerflakes of ice I wonder if I could hold on if i tried not if i wanted to, because i do or... More »
Rach
I go to school in NYC, and with the big crash on Wall Street I've been seeing a lot of lost looking people on the street (in addition to the usual hordes of lost looking... More »
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September 2009 
