CIRCUSITCH

Archive for August, 2008

29 Aug, 2008

Untitled

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

I draw out our memories like blood from a wound. The beauty I took for granted; learning how to love us. It was hard multitasking – I had to sort you out while figuring out life. At 19 years old I had the best stamina, but we ran ourselves high and dry so often like [...]

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29 Aug, 2008

Counterist Speak

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

I love her figure in wide legged pants, and water tastes so good when I am thirsty. Sleep comes to me during the midday heat, and I only think of cement blocks when I think of the color gray. Paint drips down the ceiling like ribbons unfurling, and my eyes go heavy with the thought [...]

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27 Aug, 2008

Mommy Dearest

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

How does my mother do it? You think that by the time you have a different address with your mother the spell is finally broken, but apparently I am very wrong.
My parents came over to our house for an overnight due to some business in the city. Early in the morning, she watched me [...]

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25 Aug, 2008

The chosen ones sing a curse

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

There is a sudden influx of the chosen ones. Before this happens, they were rare in this world, people you pass by at the sidewalk in a blur. They were not at all boring or unimportant or ugly, just seemingly normal like the rest of us; the girl we whistle at as she jogs pass, [...]

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21 Aug, 2008

Saffron

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Misc

For one of the events I had to do, I had the participants play a color game. Colors fascinate me.
I read that we see color differently. Your red is different from my red, eventhough it is the same red apple.
A person came out from an accident and he saw every possible shades of [...]

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21 Aug, 2008

Toothbrush

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

I want to be the couple that lasts forever. I told you I still want us to hold hands even on the way to work, even after 10 years of wedding vows. When you brush your teeth I look at the jiggling outline of your shoulders from the bed, wondering if it is possible to [...]

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21 Aug, 2008

Purba

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

What is a great friendship if it isn’t a comfortable, long silence.
We’ve been friends for quite some time now. I’m never comfortable with friendships – I don’t wear them like second skin. Instead, they usually fit like a saddle over my shoulders, waiting for the time for me to freak. I have [...]

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  • Miss Aida: I'm sorry for your loss. It always seems cliched when someone outside almost apologizes for something that is beyond their control, but I am sorry. I'
  • along: Al fatihah to ngangah. Kaklong will always remember you in my doa. InsyaAllah.
  • kin: pray for your happiness. and when u do find it i hope u'll share it.

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