| getting the bad news
| .. | Array |
| getting through a day of work | hmmm... | Array |
| getting through a day of work | | Array |
| Global Warming | | Array |
| God, I hate her poetry | seriously..i do. | Array |
| gossip amongst heavenly bodies | | Array |
| haiku - unfinished | | Array |
| haiku: memories of tea | in progress | Array |
| hallucinating during an otherwise normal sad goodbye | | Array |
| hanging the first place ribbon | Draft | Array |
| haunted | Draft | Array |
| Holding it til after dinner | | Array |
| Honesty | | Array |
| Hot wet nasty sex | | Array |
| how is it that we still care? | DRAFT | Array |
| how our souls go to heave(n) | draft | Array |
| humming a tune | ... | Array |
| I always feel one thing | having just one feeling definitely prevents mixed emotions!  | Array |
| i am invisible | draft | Array |
| I loved an acid tongued witch | . | Array |
| i was never 15 | ... | Array |
| I will never understand this juxtaposition of my thoughtlessness. | | Array |
| idle doodles while watching a skateboarder
| ... | Array |
| in a trance about a horse | Just... amusing myself. (some naughty language, so be careful.) | Array |
| in short pants and cool salt waters | draft | Array |
| In Spite of Virginia | | Array |
| in the garden by the yellow tulip | | Array |
| in the hours before her heart stopped | ... | Array |
| in the wake of the bus accident | | Array |
| Insomnia | | Array |
| isolation in the midst of flu
| I wrote this today, I guess I was suffering not so quietly. | Array |
| jax | | Array |
| jealousy and soft guitar music | DRAFT | Array |
| just like every other kiss | | Array |
| just like scooter libby -- except everyone loves him | | Array |
| laying naked in the middle of a field | | Array |
| Leaving | ... | Array |
| leaving for work | | Array |
| Let me now describe my love for you: | A different way to ponder love, rather than the typical happy way. It's not exactly a 'true' story, but hopefully it holds some bit of truth in it. | Array |
| Listening to a bird sing on a nearby branch | well now, what was I talking about here? | Array |
| Listening to Annie's Song | | Array |
| little | x-rated | Array |
| lonliness | Sometimes, there's someone that's always on your mind, but time and circumstance make it impossible to just say, 'hey, how are you."
Well, that and the way they told you to screw. Sigh. | Array |
| Love | | Array |
| Love | | Array |
| love in a place without flowers | | Array |
| love, shit and lemons | DRAFT | Array |
| making choices | Sometimes, one chooses evil over good. Why? Who knows, at the time it seems much more fun? | Array |
| making out til sunrise | | Array |
| man, doh... lines | draft | Array |
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