Monthly Archives: April 2008
daddy daddy i know you’ll be upset
| April 22, 2008 | Posted by caroline under Uncategorized |
daddy’s nails were never clean, i’d ask him to scratch my back and it would start to bleed. brother’s back was always soft, his skin was fair and mine was dark. brother was born and i was forgot, i came last but he was first. daddy never let me bite my nails, told me to…
my idea of life is endless
| April 17, 2008 | Posted by caroline under dreaming, freeform, theories |
each day, we crack open a bottle of wine and talk about our lives. where we’re headed, where we’re at, and where we can’t wait to be…sometimes it spans time, events, realities and dreams..it’s a pretty huge spectrum. other times, it is derived from people..i want to be doing what she’s doing. not the same…
you are the one
| April 14, 2008 | Posted by caroline under dreaming, freeform, on identity |
the most precious statement made in “Unaccustomed Earth”, by Jhumpa Lahiri, is the comparison of death to a dark room in a photo lab. “It must be something like this”. I would hate to look at a picture of a person I’ve been close to, who’s died. All memories of them would dissipate, expressions, laughter…
