tryin to catch me

April 27, 2014 Posted by gretchen

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deities. surrender.

April 26, 2014 Posted by gretchen

deities. surrender.

memories of wishing and sending for
you. i mean him. it was like one complete
actual. a literal place of more.
i held him quietly inside of me.
loud sounds still occurred and life did not stop,
but there was truth that i beamed like never
while he held me and swore i would not drop;
savoring each word. embracing clever.
have you ever learned to stand quite this tall?
stomp out emotion and straighten your spine.
i stepped five high to quietly break fall.
i gave back mutual and took back mine.
i am a woman of life, surrender
to none. collapse as simply God’s helper.

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the stories, mate.

April 11, 2014 Posted by gretchen

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I’ve been story-ing lately. I wrote enough love poetry and somewhat nestled back down to earth. It seems like I have stewed long enough and it’s time for another story project! (more…)

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poetry when i am. not. supposed.

April 2, 2014 Posted by gretchen

method too. re – mine(d).

i shot. coffee in my running veins -
kickstart morning. when evening never ends.
constant cycles of life unexplained;
encountering. places. where broken mends.
an upside down healing. when secrets blend.
intermixed thoughts replace chattering. words.
gravity pulls only galaxies send.
two stars colliding. super nova. merge.
stopping at first site. coming on command.
possessed with a gaze. perfection regained.
two names from the sky etched deep in the sand.
reality repels where truth remains.
my tunnel vision of one soul. that stays.
electric. telepathy. golden flame.

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post 1,001. everything changed.

March 28, 2014 Posted by gretchen

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IMG_1247In the four and a half years that I have been chairing our interweb corner of cultville wordness – I never knew a happiness like what I’ve been hiding in for the past months.

I’m never going to make the mistake of mentioning my partner too much, besides in the inky books I’ve been filling with love poetry.

Some things are secret. Plus considering how I lost siblings over the last time I mentioned anyone I was involved with, I am not saying a word.

That aside, my shift from Hell’s Kitchen to the Upper Whack Side was nearly seamless. Apparently the walls in a brownstone aren’t quite to the same caliber as the luxury high-rises of my midtown past. Put shortly, playing Black Sabbath at IMG_10427am on a Sunday does not make friends in residences like this.

I’ve been fishing through poetry books and thinking about stories. Last night I put on bright purple MAC lipstick with six inch heels and went to an awards night at Cipriani on Wall Street.

The endless winter has broken all sorts of freezingness records, even though it’s technically spring. Today it was mild in the park and I walked past a patch of daffodils. My apartment is actually full of fresh spring flowers, along with Vivaldi, organic produce and a closet stuffed fat with new cotton dresses for spinning around town.

New York City. I love her so.

 

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