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blood vessel veins spanning the climb. i scratched my notebook with illegible facts about the insides of our bodies. how my lungs sigh with the terrain. how they sigh heavy with unreturned feelings. my right hand sharpied  with the statement, “you choose the version of life without me.” actively. present tense. the sun is blazing the fundamental truth. grasping. that your heart. beat. beat. beat. beat. is temporary. and so is mine.

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21. siding with the river

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held in the arms of spring. a coil. curled loosely around my ankles and sweeping my saturated and dry hair. sweat swims in the canyon alongside the rabbits. the loaves of bread baked and climbed as the sun grins wider. clicking through the machine at union station for the early ticket. riding in the dark until the first signs of day appear through the window. the shadows of palms, the morning traffic, the peach sky rising in the east. dribbles of juice in my eyelids. more steps. more strangers. lemon donut filling and strong coffee. mothers and children dressed in head to toe green. celebrate irish heritage. contortions. finding myself bent from daydreaming of somebody. limbs slouched and extended. wondering if he is ever thinking the same things. pressing wild flowers to my face. loving the decision to disappear for the day. until next time, riverside.

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Whatever Leaves

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next. i nodded towards the maps at the ticket booth and asked, “what train leaves next?” he seemed amused. “i just want to get away for the day,” i added. he shook his head with a grin and said the san bernardino line. impromptu getaway to suburban los angeles. i bought my fare and made my way to the platform. i befriended a dog while waiting and explained my journey to the owner. “i didn’t know people your age do that,” she said. “so where are you planning on going?” i glanced at the map with a shrug. Continue reading →

L.A. Here I Come

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It’s strange how a place can become so engraved into the person you’ve become. These Midwestern walls and buildings where lovely backgrounds, these sweet prairie grassland escapes, these roundabout buses and broken sidewalks I will never forget. It’s always hard to say goodbye, but grander things are coming. It seems my creative energy has supercharged and I need to be somewhere that I can plug in and electrify. L.A. bound, I couldn’t be more excited for this new journey. Continue reading →