Monday, August 31, 2009

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Monday, August 17, 2009

speak of the devil.



























(secrets secrets are no fun)


you forgot to say thank you.


back to black

dictionary.


He always promised he would write a song about me.

Not in those words.

Not in any words.

(he saw the danger in forcing together unwilling vowels and consonants)

His dictionary was in a continuous state of revision.

A simple handhold forced me to flip tirelessly through the pages of his latest edition.

At times I found myself searching for a shorter, less complicated dictionary.

One that wanted to be read.

One that I could read from front to back.

They seemed appealing at first.

But I have always been a fast reader.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

we only said goodbye with words.

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