September 2009
“My heart of silk
is filled with lights,
with lost bells,
with lilies and...”
– [Federico Garcia Lorca] (via herworldonfire)
Sonnet of the Sweet Complaint
redpetals:
Federico Garcia Lorca
Never let me lose the marvel of your statue-like eyes, or the accent the solitary rose of your breath places on my cheek at night.
I am afraid of being, on this shore, a branchless trunk, and what I most regret is having no flower, pulp, or clay for the worm of my despair.
If you are my hidden treasure, if you are my cross, my dampened pain, if I am a...
mliaverage:
Today, while I was about to open a file on my computer, I came across a document titled “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY.” Curious, I opened it up to find this: “To escape the grip of a crocodile’s jaws, push your thumbs into its eyeballs-it will let you go instantly.” I do not remember creating this document, and I’m highly suspicious about my laptop’s nightly duties. MLIA.
mliaverage:
Today I was at the movies, on a date with a guy I discovered I really don’t like. Seeing my disgust as he cracked gross jokes and asked me if I could pay for the tickets, the hot guy behind the counter charged me the kids price. He left me a note in my change that said, “ditch him and go to theatre 12”. I did. Harry Potter 6 was playing, and a few minutes he came in with a giant box...
mliaverage:
Today, my friend Mel set me up on a blind date. We decided we’d meet at the bottom of the stairs. As I contemplated how bad of an idea blind dates were, a boy in a cape slid down the banister and said “Are you Melissa’s friend?” MLIA.
mliaverage:
Today, I was walking down a somewhat crowded sidewalk singing Lion King songs. Right when I sang, “When I was a young warthog!”, I passed between two people. They proceeded to sing, “When she was a young warthog!” in unison. I turned back in time to see them high-five and go their seperate ways. MLIA
