the world & words of a new york city writer

gretchen is a writer in new york city

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face kicks. life licks.

The past week-ish hiding in the forest immensely helped my head. The roughly 14 days that led up to this particular stint was head spinning to say the least. A lot of life-culling has been taking place behind the scenes.

Regardless of consciously projecting love to whatever’s around me at any given time, I keep a small click close. When I’m not deliberately breaking my phone, there’s usually about six numbers in it.

It’s not that I’m misanthropic, it just happens that the worst I ever get hurt is off the back of human behavior. So rather than expose myself to the risk at close-hand, I admire from a far and silently blow gold kisses that I hope contribute to the creation of a higher state.

I’m steadying from a throat slit that came from left field. It was an inadvertent slash from one of the most wonderful people I have ever met. For a minute, I believed it was a divine addition to the soul circle keeping me together. The ones I share the best secrets with.

The person I fell in love with left as fast as they appeared. I shed tears and wrote a poem. I guess that’s what I usually do.

Killed Commitment

my heart
collapsed
at the hit
from one
voice. declaration
and detraction
like i cannot
be any part
of my truth —
crushed another
way of false.
i wished
he knew
we shared
the same
scar.

 

let me love you

he had these
long legs and blue
eyes and i
immediately
complied with a
completely. please
could you possibly
keep me? hold
this disheartened
heart that holds
anything close. that
comes with this
imperfect perfection. Continue reading

allora

I knew it the minute he mentioned north and south Italy.

“It’s very different. North and south Italy. Have you been there?”

He’s from close to Rome, and I have family born in Sicily. I have an Australian passport in my closet. Continue reading

left out verse

Left (out) Verse

The problem they have is that I never
(lose faith) Care about. This bullshit. Promise. Continue reading

and then… i went ice skating…

There has been summer weather in New York City all week. And while I realize the need to grieve our environment – it’s helped my mood.

Oddly enough… last night… for the first time, ever:

I went ice skating in Rockefeller Center. One of my friends came through to work on cheering me up.

Sometimes, I can be very lucky. Continue reading


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