i hear it, and I can't stop myself from remembering it.

I'm a silly little girl.
In my own makeshift world.
Don't blink or you'll miss me dancing by.
If you're close enough you'll hear me sigh.

I'm meant for more than
soothing your testy soul.
Or worshiping your skill
for bad rock and roll.

I wonder what I would discover if I played Truth or Dare
with the past.
I wonder if I would know the answers at last.

:)

I forgot what your voice sounded like. It's good.

Trust me on this.

Cross your fingers behind your back and count slowly backwards from a year and some.

Deju vu.

Excerpt from my Creative Writing Sci-Fi

March 21st

Glacia

Her tiny bare feet took her out behind the eccentric two-story house. She pushed open the rickety screen door and waddled out across the back deck. Without permission again. A girly dress danced on the top of her chubby knees and her tiny toenails were sloppily painted pink. Two light pink ribbons held loose pigtails in place, and big glistening eyes shone out at the outside world. She stood for a moment in wonder. Not fear, but wonder. She awkwardly climbed off the deck and into the lawn below. The grass tickled her knees as she walked through it, towards the fence separating the well-kept lawn and a wild field. As she approached the white picket fence, she looked up at the latch that she could tell she wouldn’t be able to reach. Her nose peeked through the slats and saw the grassy field with one path down the middle. Sighing, she knew she had only one option. With no thought of her pretty dress, she carefully slid under the bottom of the fence and found herself facedown in the field. She got up on her hands and knees and then up back onto her feet. Steadying herself, she went on down the path with purpose.

She paused in the middle of the field and stared determinedly up into the sky. A cluster of clouds swarmed around like a flock of birds directly above where she stood. She smiled slightly in approval. Then, holding both tiny hands straight up towards the sky, she squealed with utter delight. Expertly, she opened her mouth towards the heavens to catch the first raindrop of the season on her tongue. She closed her eyes a moment before impact.

The reaction was immediate.

Water gushed out of her mouth like a geyser, pouring across the grassy field and beyond. She fell to the ground until the water swirled around her like a whirlpool, carrying her higher and higher. Abruptly, her expression changed from peaceful to anxious, and she was lost in the sea of rain. Then in a moment, the water soaked back into the ground like it was a thirsty sponge, and not one pigtail was to be seen. Resting on a rose petal was a single drop of water. It was as if no one had entered the field.

Except.

Beside the rose was a small bundle from which clear blue eyes stared out and up into the still darkened sky.

i wanna do the right thing.

Help me know what that is.

all I was trying to do was save my own skin but so were you

I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging you,
I’m begging you,
I’m begging you to be my escape.

brown chicken, brown cow.

Today was a day to remember.
Goofy girls is the new fudge brownies.