can only last a few hours at that maximum.
therefore remember an old axiom your mother ought to have taught you:
"if you have nothing nice to say,
say nothing at all."
xo.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
this land.
i am a velociraptor.
at some point i discovered that it is much easier to be a velociraptor than a girl.
although, strangely enough, we seem to face similar challenges.
[pissings + territories + trustings + betrayals + favourites]
who would have guessed we had so much in common?
it's really quite the wonder.
i'm going to go make some dinosaur noises + gently claw something.
xo.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
hatchling
good morning star.shine
---------------->the earth says "hello!"
caleb burton clark
10.11.11
11:19pm
8lbs. 2oz.
I'M AN AUNTY!!!
+ here is my amazing big sister, shandi, looking unbelievably beautiful + radiant holding her new little man!
doesn't she just look stunning?
seriously: she is gorgeous.
+ how handsome is he?
BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE I TELL YOU.
as soon as i heard the news i instantly burst into tears.
i have never been so proud + excited + full of giant, crazy love!
my big sister is so brave + courageous + totally rad.
+ she does it w/ style.
i love her so much even if she is terribly far away + i am the world's worst correspondent
--------------->here is big love pouring down from up north!
CONGRATULATIONS SHANDI + BURT!
+ WELCOME TO THE WORLD SROUT!
I LOVE YOU TO TINY PEICES ALREADY!
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
first + foremost: freckled
once upon a time......
s: i wonder where freckles come from.
k: everybody knows freckles are just fairy ass marks.
s: what?
k: fairy. ass. marks. the fairies just poo'ed all over you when you were a baby + because they are magical poo's, they stuck to you as freckles.
s: that is horrible. i refuse to believe that. freckles are lovely. i like my freckles.
k: i like your freckles too. i like to kiss them. + find constellations in them. but they are fairy ass marks nonetheless. you cannot escape it.
s: i don't know. i feel very strange about this. i think maybe they are fairy kisses.
k: nope. this is why i call you "sarai poo" because you've been blessed by the fairy folk. it's really quite the compliment.
s: this is the worst conversation i have ever had.
k: i love you.
s: i love you too.
ah.
that little slippery seal struck again.
[circa 2000]
xo.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
remember.remember
i often forget i have talked to someone.
or that i haven't talked to someone.
i forget what day of the week it is.
i forget names.
sometimes i forget how old i am.
i think memory is slippery
------->even when you're young
i imagine my memory like a tiny seal:
darting in + out of rivulets of thought
spiraling down inlets + gliding along tides.
he is small + dark + bright eyed.
he is sometimes my friend + sometimes not.
+ sometimes he makes a fool of me.
but he is mine.
+ i am his.
we are a pair.
tomorrow we will try to work together.
i have been promised nothing.
it will be a wild ride out to sea.
i am looking forward to it.
but for now i am happy:
i know my age + that having little rats get stuck in your shirt is a good way to get tickled, scratched, + nearly squish said rats.
+ no one wants squished rats.
xo.
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