not sure what is more purple: the bruise on my right hip or my hair.

-Leah Aug 4, 11:07 am

Watching tv i can't help but want a shamwow. Last night i couldn't move after yoga-my brain disconnected from my body. Are the two event related?

-Leah Jul 29, 11:00 am

Fingering coins looking at years. The phrase Leah Lang Gabriella Nixon was coined the same year this coin was minted. wow that was a while ago.

-Leah Aug 9, 5:20 pm

It was a summer of hibernation, pulling covers tight around hallucinatory dreams. And I, I was the rocking chair in the forest; moving rhythmically toward existence, pressing soap into my hair.

-Sylva Aug 11, 5:41 am

Sea planes drift in and out of the lake. Guttural rumblings bounce against the hillside. Departures are imminent.

-Jonathan Aug 9, 7:51 pm

I am leaves shining silver blown backwards by the sheer anticipation of rain.

-Sylva Aug 9, 12:33 pm

car

After 23 years i finally know how to jump a car. Red to the red black on black. The teacher being taught. New skills in new orleans.

-Grace Aug 9, 10:32 am

Response:

I've never jumped a car either. Jumped a creek. Jumped a trampoline. Jumped started a heart. never jumped a car.

-Leah Aug 9, 5:35 pm

dwell

chigar, chigar, bite now bright; to seal you in was my delight. Oh, what color! And what swell! Now mark the place you chose to dwell.

Written by Sylva Aug 7, 9:57 am

I'm waiting to mail things at the post office. On the tv it tells me that 700 post offices are being selected for closure. Bases on this line that i am in, this will not be one of them.

Written by Grace Aug 3, 2:12 pm

Pricey

The most expensive real estate of them all is held within the mind. Unplotted endless terrain. Thus it is more practical to sell ideas than objects.

written by Danny Greenberg Jul 30, 3:21 pm

He woke to knocking at his door. No wait. There was no door. But the children's choir singing a Danny Elfman score...hadn't that been real?

Written by Jonathan Jul 30, 10:36 am

Hard-boiled, double-yolked. What other surprises might i find here?

Written by Jonathan Aug 3, 5:07 am

a stomach filled with pasta and a heart heavy after seeing m parallel parking instructor pull away for north carolina, i am going to sleep in this new town in this new bed in this new orleans.

written by Grace Aug 2, 11:54 pm

Breathing like salmon with asthma, I lie in bed freshly baked from a nap. My eyes have miraculously not been whited out. I see my world lick its lips.

written by Leah Aug 1, 8:22 pm

I want to snuggle like fabric softener.

Written by Leah Aug 1, 8:20 am