Wednesday, September 29, 2010

I want you bad underneath my skin

For the last two hours she'd been twisting paper clip after paper clip between her fingers until they broke, her palms and fingertips were red and damaged but she couldn't stop while trying to laugh and smile with her friends. By ten o'clock she let her shoulders drop with a sigh that he's not coming. A huge outward breath that was half relief and half bitter disappointment as she let her last paper clip drop to the floor . And of course that's the exact moment he walks through the door and she's caught unprepared like a deer in headlights. They make eye contact and she turns on her heel and walks straight out the back door and into the night.

[Buy Everything In Between ]

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

You look okay, in every way

[unknown, turnedout, debbie harry (source/photographer unknown), simonon]

I spent an afternoon on your bedroom floor. I looked through your pathetic moleskine filled with quotes and drawings and laughed at your pictures, well worn paperbacks and ticket stubs that you keep, dirty mugs, a set list or two. I spent an afternoon on your bedroom floor.

[Parellel Lines]