Let thee not be heard

envelop, develop-this amalgamation of emotion.

can you rip open your vocal chords and spill out the words? or would you rather stuff it down, keep it down and release it in subtle passive-aggresive moments of slight?


give a sharp eye, flick that hip of death, cross your arms.
hold that wall built with bricks of anger!


irascible heart made from disappointment.
do you dare ululate?


dont worry; your screams will not be heard. everyone is deafened by self-importance.
so, shatter thyself on the sidewalk of despair and watch the continuous feet of insouciance walk over you.

What Can I Say?

Dearest friends who have disappeared.

You are the snow storm I've awaited to return. The definition of a word I can't remember, but's on the tip of my tongue.

I remember your walks, smirks, laughs and the way you liked your coffee. I wish I could order you back into my life like a strange contraption from an infomercial.

Loss is something I'm all too familiar with, yet loathe the existence of. How can I interchange the circumstances that have lead us...me...here?

Do you think you spot me on a street corner and wonder what you should do?

If our situation was a "choose your own adventure" book, would you pick a different ending?

Does a loud laugh, an intense stare or too many shots of tequila make you think of me?

Every tear shed is an omen to you, and I dont mind swimming in that.

May the sun hit your eyes, warm your skin and fill you with one moment of us, me, you...

For Karina

10 Things you hope you never hear your gyno say


1) Guess you're into that whole "all natural" thing, huh?

2) You do wash, right?

3) Geez, my hand just slips right in there!

4) Woah...what is that?!

5) Can I get some fruit with this cottage cheese?

6) Have you heard of vaginal "lifting"?

7) You sure have something special here.

8) Do you like it when I do this; or how about this?

9) Whoops, sorry. Its my first day.

10) Dont worry. Someone's bound to love you for who you are in the inside.