I Am Not A Wallflower (and other things my search terms say about me)

For those of you who are unfamiliar with how WordPress stats work:  There is this handy-dandy little feature called “Search Engine Terms” that gives blog authors all kinds of insight into the minds of their readers.  (Or something.)  When it comes to this blog…  Sometimes those terms are humorous, often they are centered around a topic that I have no intention of ever writing about again, and for the most part the information they provide about y’all is . . . well, to be polite about it, the information they provide is completely useless.  So typically I ignore them.

Except, this week, I got a *fantastic* search term:  What is Jakob Dylan’s rising sign? Continue reading

Bleeding Out

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I sliced myself,
broken glass
on wet fingertip,
and as the red
curled around the sink
I wondered,
almost aloud,
how on earth you fit
inside my veins.

Tyler Knott Gregson

mam

. . . a bruise of longing; a pulse of unfinished business . . .

Sara Zarr

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THINGS I NEVER NEEDED

Lyrics: Continue reading

prima facie

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Our love was supposed to be the timeless kind,
where you held me through the nightmares
and I saved you from yourself.

~ Patience ~

Blue

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I am not a corner to be cut.
I am not a chore to be postponed.

Yet you push me further and further back,

and when you hack away at me with the serrated edges of words
unspoken,

I bleed

red.