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.

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.

spill

sometimes i get really into drinking water.
so much so that i usually end up dumping it down my front.
you know: 
you're reallyreally thirsty + you're trying to drink all fast + it starts w/ a little trickle out the side of your mouth between your lip + the rim of the glass, then.....
waterfall.
vampire style.


speaking of water:
it is my teenytinybaby sister's birthday today.
she is 16.
i just woke her up to tell her all about it.
i think she was really pleased.
she has to wake up at 5am or something stupid so i'm sure she appreciates my midnight phone calls.


wondering how water correlates to my littlest sister?
mostly it has to do w/ how she was born.
or what i saw of it.


it was an accident really.
i was 10.
my older sister chelsi + i were waiting patiently, or not patiently at all, whichever, when a nice nurse lady came + told us our new baby sister had been born + we could go in.
well: she was wrong.
but we were pretty stoked to see this new....thing....so in we went.


[in retrospect i have NO IDEA how children like us, doctor's children or no, managed to just WALK IN to things like this]


it was the slip-n-slide from hell.
all blood + screaming.
then WOOSH!
there she was.


so now you know.
i know that story made you feel better.
how could it not?
blood! babies! it has it all.


now i'm thirsty.


xo.

live.

breathe.

keep breathing.

don't lose your nerve.

xo.

man down

all these little flying bugs must go!

i want to read fairytales + get strawberries all over my face.

not have lotion between my thighs + worry about tiny winged creatures suicide bombing my midnight thirst quencher. 

aka my glass of water.

[bastards]

i don't feel their subsequent death at the hands of gluttony is quite enough for what they are doing to me.

they deserve some exile from liquids or a firmly put time out.

what if they are riddled w/ some exotic disease that i will catch + then give to all my friends + family?

what if they are the precursor to the new plague?

side note: does blogger no longer believe in PLURALS?

---------->because it is loath to allow any of mine tonight

i can't help but make up dialog as they swarm:

g: sir, i can see the homestretch! it is w/in reach! 

s: gerald. you are an idiot. can't you see we must descend more discretely if we are to escape the wrath of the giant finger?

g: sir, i apologize. what would you suggest sir? shall we circumvent the finger's natural path by way of the lamp?

s: why gerald, i think you're coming round to reason! ha! let's give it a whirl!

g: ah sir, it seems to be work[SMOOSH]

s: GERALD! NOOOOO!!! 

i now feel somewhat vindicated.

thankyou.

xo.

blasphemy

s: i am a mermaid!

e: i am not! i am drowning!

s: i am a terrible swimmer for a mermaid.

e: that's because you've not got your tail. 

s: that would make it much easier! + i would not drown you...............i still wish i were a better swimmer.

e: you've spent nearly 90% of your life being a mermaid. you just need your tail.

s: thankyou. that makes me feel much better. i should find my tail.

xo.

harry potter

is over. forever.

we are SO SAD.

xo.