combine coming back

July 11, 2014 Posted by gretchen

combine coming back

he taught me how to keep secrets. again
i stopped talking. universe listening.
wearing a straight spine. knowing when to bend.
dreams returned. celestial glistening.
my frail wrists twisted. toward the horizon
with every touch already inside me
i chanted his breath and swore. we were. one.
exotic desire. arabian sea. (more…)

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off with the phone

July 10, 2014 Posted by gretchen

IMG_0501My phone is off. I’m envisioning a turn-on date of Monday, maybe Tuesday. I really want to get on an airplane and gun it back to Australia, but I know that’s not going down for a few years.

Besides, I came here to publish a book. I’ve done everything else I said I would, that’s still lingering.

I’ve felt tremendously sad over the past few days. It’s a dull saddness sunk in the pit of my stomach. Comes and goes, goes and comes.

One in ten Americans pops anti-depressants. It’s also estimated that 70% of this country is popping something. That’s something I’ll never do. I think being sad is a natural emotion to endure. Earth is really, and I mean really, a trecherous land. Humans are unevolved and life really sticks it you sometimes. (more…)

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shitty girlfriend. brilliant wife.

July 7, 2014 Posted by gretchen

I’ve had a somewhat similiar conversation with four people over the past four days, I make a really great wife, but the shittiest girlfriend on Earth.

It’s not that I cheat or mistreat anyone. On the contrary, I’m fiercely loyal and actually enjoy breaking my back for anyone I’m in love with – which tends to be everyone.

I’ve always considered myself a servant to a certain degree. I think I’ve got a good grip on how terrible the planet is, so I go out of my way to ease other human’s experience by being a flexible, easy going creature. (more…)

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what’s left. of walk out.

July 6, 2014 Posted by gretchen

what’s left. of walk out.

his… i… there were violet green eyes. staring.
i wanted to talk about when i gave
up. projecting when life isn’t. wearing.
tight lipped. quiet. retreating to my cave.
four years back. i believed. purpose. worth. while
deception boiled and bubbled both ankles
i executed “us”. came out with style.
i redesigned what you destroyed. mangled.
counting methods of relearning posture.
shooting those. straighten that. discover how
i keep no other option. to conquer
conviction supposedly saved for vows.
touching empty. where no one else resides.
unoccupied center of never comply.

ain’t no going back now, it’s just a line that i walk alone.

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in a space of separation

July 3, 2014 Posted by gretchen

in a space of separation

i woke up
with glasses
on
my table and
high-topsIMG_0556
on my floor
and he does
not
know that when
i ordinarily
rise every morning
i immediately
look for ways
to stay
sleeping. (more…)

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