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Sipping the Tea

A little wisp

With big thoughts

And plenty of tea.

  1. Aaaanyway...

    by , 12-04-2009 at 02:42 PM (Sipping the Tea)
    "Anyway..."
    Well, just 'any way' hardly ever is the right way.

    Will these heels dig out my grave?
    I’ve done the interior decoratin' and everything--
    Now I just need to sink into it.
    Anyway, heels never really fit me.
    I mean, they fit my feet – just not me.
    On days like these, I go diggin’ for the big baggy blue jeans,
    Brother’s giant hand-me-down shirts
    Hidin' and floppin' over bones and tendons
    And all ...
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  2. Soul trim.

    by , 11-02-2009 at 12:40 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    "I just died a little inside."

    But I guess that means you grow older too, a little, right? One more step deeper into life, closer to death. I don't mean to sound morbid-- growing older is a good thing. I'm still enjoying life.

    I have to take my life by the reins before I can even consider leaving the beach. For this coming weekend, I had wanted to celebrate my brother's and sister's birthdays, and I had wanted to go to Augusta for my own reasons, but I know ...
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  3. My heart won't stay silent around you.

    by , 10-22-2009 at 02:00 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    I watched him go as the cars swept by
    And the smoker's circle
    Exchanged the Sunday morning news.
    There was a squid necklace clutched in my hand (gasping for air
    as my heart gasped for courage.)

    I shouted at him.
    He shouted back.

    The day was mine.

    I was the envy of the parking lot.

    This time, I think I'll kiss him.
    And if he returns the kiss,

    I will be the envy of the world.
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  4. Dare

    by , 08-15-2009 at 01:21 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    I'm not a spin-the-bottle kind of girl.
    You can't catch me with seven minutes in heaven.
    I prefer the game that makes you break a sweat,
    The one that makes you try a little harder,
    Reach a little farther.

    Go ahead.
    I dare you to prove them wrong.
    Pull the laziness out from the center of you with a string –
    It feels strange, awakening.
    I want you to
    Hit me with your passion,
    Make me sob in envy
    Over ...
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  5. Breadcrumbs

    by , 07-26-2009 at 02:59 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    Breadcrumbs


    I wonder if he cried when he was driving away.
    (The one time I needed to cry for an audience,
    I thought of this) –
    Long fingers gripped around the steering wheel,
    Chest heaving,
    Music muted -
    Oh, brother mine.

    The break came once-upon-a-time ago
    With a slow, quiet kind of stab in the dark (the worst kind),
    Not very long across, but very deep -
    A loss of trust, oozing out of the gash ...

    Updated 07-26-2009 at 03:08 AM by a_little_wisp

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