words

[godream]

So evidently some people did not know that I write. (Sort of. Badly. Sort of badly.) Which is fine but surprising -- I didn't realize how much it'd fallen out of my life.

("I write" -- what an odd sort of declaration to make. Doesn't everyone write?)

Anyways. Poetry, some old, some new, some better than others.

• untitled [novel fragrance?] -- 9/05 -- may be familiar to beat_the_beaver & liz_factorial if they recall the "I am *such* a book whore" conversation. probably the silliest & least finished of this lot.
• letter to an economist who should know better -- 1/05 -- the closest I get to writing about current events. i want to read this one aloud.
• scabs & bruises & letting go -- 8/04 -- most of you have seen this one already because I've posted it here before. my favorite of these four.
• starlight miscarriage -- 8/05 -- tragically I can't take credit for the title, which is really the awesomest part of this.

Feedback welcome and much appreciated, as always.

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[memoryanddesire.livejournal.com]

oh, Poetry...

[godream.livejournal.com]

Still holds a (slightly rusted, creaking) place in my heart. Definitely haven't come far at all.