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gretchen is a writer in new york city

Tag: thinking (page 7 of 49)

day 15. this. just this.

I’m nearly half way there.

Just this: Continue reading

Day One

Alright blog tribe, the countdown begins. Today is day one of my boyfriend’s trip to Italy. I think it’s actually for 38 days, not 37 like I thought. Anything beyond two weeks is too hard for me to plan through.

Seriously. Continue reading

thirty seven days

As fate would have it, the love of my life is leaving for thirty seven days. I understand the commitments of global IMG_4924citizenship. But fuck. Am I going to be one cranky scribe.

Scrittrice. Continue reading

dissotterrare zelo

dissotterrare zelo

era come
Guardò fuori
per me. e noi
innamorarsi
prima che qualcuno
avuto la possibilità
a lampeggiare. sognare …
prima non avrei mai potuto
essere qualcosa
Che si adatta un certo
forma; H e I
formata insieme.
E i miei occhi
ha aperto. le mie labbra
disse.
Niente.

unearth zeal

it was like
he looked out
for me. and we
fell in love
before anyone
had a chance
to blink. to dream…
prior to i could never
be something
that fits one certain
shape; he and i
formed together.
and my eyes
opened. my lips
said.
nothing.

 

hold your heart

Namaste blah-g tribe

Yesterday was one of the best days of my life. I don’t really say that often, good days, maybe – best days? Not so much.

My best day involved a 24-hour stint with the apparent love of my life; wandering around Manhattan, feeding each other dark chocolate, watching hours pass from park benches and swapping secrets in international ways.

My favorite part of the day was in my midtown abode, roped in braids of sweat, being serenaded in Italian. That was without a doubt one of my ultimate, “Holy shit, is this actually my life?” moments. Continue reading

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