the world & words of a new york city writer

gretchen is a writer in new york city

Tag: love (page 10 of 51)

esaltazione inalare

esaltazione inalare

ci siamo svegliati.
come il caffè nero;
Vivaldi’s estate.
quattro ore di sonno –
5am. toccare
con un solo sguardo.
promettente. senza parlare;
un bagliore arancione di mattina –
amore a prima vista;
dita aggrovigliate. gambe avvolte.
come abbiamo segreti
respiro perduto.

inhale elation

we. awakened.
like black coffee;
Vivaldi’s summer.
four hours sleep –
5am. touching.
with one look.
promising. without speaking;
an orange glow of morning –
first sight love;
fingers tangled. legs wrapped.
how we have
secrets. exchanged
with every
lost breath.

invitante infinito

invitante infinito

egli è apparso e
il mio mondo suonava
come corde.
attraverso una strada di città
all’interno della luce solare
mi voltai per vedere
un ritratto della storia;
il mio cuore. rinato.
cigarretes e jazz.
fare l’amore
con parole e suoni
inaudito , indicibili
da qualsiasi altro.

inviting infinity

he appeared and
my world sounded
like strings.
across a city street
inside of the sunlight
i turned to(o)…
a portrait of history;
my heart. reborn.
cigarettes and jazz.
silence and stories.
making love
with words and sounds
unheard, untold
from any other.

this is how it starts and sounds…

from brooklyn to italy

I’ve been vacant a few days. This has resulted in a couple of interesting things. I shook my boyfriend off once and for all. I tried to be upset, but I’m used to dumping boyfriends by now.

I’m not even sure if these people are boyfriends. Maybe they’re just lovers I briefly obsess over because I’m fond of the poetry it all bleeds. Continue reading

curb kicking

IMG_3501I tried. Like, I feel like I tried more than I have in a few years.

Dating is toxic. It’s the worst thing in the world. And while the stories and poems I get from somewhat captivating encounters is usually alright – I tend to walk away with the whole, “What the fuck was I thinking?” vibe.

That’s essentially what I have today. Continue reading

tricking turnabout

tricking turnabout

i have a terrible habit
shutting off
i ran thr(ew)(ough);
a spiral
mixing. shaking
up. how
i find (k)new w-
aze. i. mean
these things
i cannot
out. as in
someone. finally
at me. my hair;
how i stay

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