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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

 
how am i not myself

"imagine that you're a flower," she says, she is telling me about risks, "imagine that you're a flower, you need sunshine, water, protection from the elements," she is talking about boundaries, "in order to be strong like you say, you cant just do it, you need to build," she is talking about limits, "imagine that you're a flower if you don't have sun and water and warmth, if you're in a harsh climate, you wont grow." she is talking about realities, she says, "better safe than sorry." a lot.

after she says this, i stare at the carpet on the ground. i am thinking about flowers. i am thinking about risks. my mind is racing but somehow moving slow and deliberately, calm. but those are the domestic flowers, what about the wild ones?

two stories
high outside, the tree
at my parents house
grows bean pods
posted by *e  
posted this at 5:04 PM.

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Thursday, March 13, 2003

 
*e

life life life life life
posted by *e  
posted this at 12:05 PM.