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Of All We Have Missed Out OnNever has your name appeared marginalized in my notes, with desperate repetition. A one word letter to a boy.Of All We Have Missed Out On
Notes didn't pass between us nervous in high school hallways. Anyway, I was never good at those careful, complex folds.
Where are those midnight battles? Love unfolding to reveal
the darker side of passion. But I can't find the hate in us.
Are we strange, then? Let's be so. Spend our midnights lost, shopping. Laugh at ferrets or zombies. I'll write you hope, you draw me dreams.
by ~harunokaze
Aries in CapricornLate December and Dara had begun to see being wet as a permanent part of her being, intrinsic as breathing. In downtown Sacramento it rained daily, an endless miserable drizzle that made her miss snow; at least it created beauty. Maybe Thor hated her, that was it, she had angered the storm god and he had decided to drown her. Slowly.Aries in Capricorn
“May Loki screw your wife.” She muttered, giving the clouds a dark look. Her green umbrella, with its loosely hanging broken tines, dripped water down the back of her neck and soaked her braid.
The streets were barren, skeletal trees lining the streets. The homeless huddled
by ~harunokaze
Reno, July to October 2003We lived for starlight that desert summer. Coyote cries, the dry smell of sagebrush,Reno, July to October 2003
the ache of bare sand in all directions.
Under the casino lights we’d linger,
deliberately lost in manmade dusk. We lived for starlight that desert summer.
We’d sit in your beat up car ‘til sunrise Both knowing too well what day would give us:
the ache of bare sand in all directions.
In dawn’s soft gold you’d leave me at my door and promise you’d be back by set of sun.
We lived for starlight that desert summer.
Our twilight life like a fairy story wi
by ~harunokaze
What I learned at the RiverSparse trees clustered along the shorelineWhat I learned at the River
desperate for even so meager a water source.
Michigan would call the Truckee creek. Two feet and sharp rocks at its deepest
only inches where we let our bare feet dangle.
The water icy and I felt like diving in.
(I knew a man who did: quadriplegic now,
but he got off the drugs.)
I wanted to twirl along the shore to that bright Irish reel that sounded like dancing. Arms spread out, feet frozen, and laughing. You kept hold, tethered me to the rocks leaving trails of demanding kisses up my arm.
I’d meant fo
by ~harunokaze
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