lost shoes

"The most difficult thing is the decision to act; the rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper..."

Mon, 06 May 2013 12:49:02 -0400

““The most difficult thing is the decision to act; the rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life; and the procedure, the process is its own reward.””

- Amelia Earhart

Checked Out

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 00:49:00 -0400

all I kept thinking was
I wish I had never put your shirts in the wash

I would have left the pillows exactly the way you sleep on them
maybe you would’ve come back that night
If not, then they would’ve been exactly the way you like them -
stacked up on top of each other
fluffy pillow on the bottom
skinny, flat pillow on top

this way it would’ve been ready for when you came back -
however long that would be

if my brain could hold every detail of that morning, I would have.
Forever.
you were hovering over me
smiling
no trace at all of what was going to transpire

all I kept thinking was
how I shouldn’t have washed your shirts
so I can still smell your scent -

as if you never really left on Friday
and then checked out on us on Sunday.

books on books on books…

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:37:37 -0400

books on books on books…

Photo

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 20:41:15 -0400

Animal Print Meets Checkered Floor Found: Bell Boulevard, Queens...

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 19:19:00 -0400

Animal Print Meets Checkered Floor
Found: Bell Boulevard, Queens New York

For some reason the best lost shoes are the ones you find at the bars.

Winter

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 23:25:07 -0400

Nobody cares for the winter. They forget how special it is, how unique the snow wanders its way to the ground. People say the winter is for the cold and the lonely, but I found warmth. You may have forgotten but every year I’m here. Sometimes there’s snow and sometimes it is not as cold, but every year I remember. They say that spring is when you fall in love and summer is when it blossoms. I remember that I met you in the winter.

Waiting by the Store FrontDowntown, NYC

Sat, 09 Mar 2013 21:46:25 -0500

Waiting by the Store Front
Downtown, NYC

For My Mother

Tue, 26 Feb 2013 23:52:33 -0500

You are so frail, like
The old glass vase that sits on my side table –
Cracked in all the wrong places.
I never noticed it when I was little
The tiny droplets of tears
That escaped -
You hid them so well.

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Location: Long Island City, New York Abandoned shoes at...

Tue, 19 Feb 2013 23:58:00 -0500

Location: Long Island City, New York

Abandoned shoes at construction site

Black Heart

Mon, 18 Feb 2013 00:08:00 -0500

There once was a love
Like many loves before
That died from the hands of pride
She basked in the black river
As she sang
Adieu to love
Adieu, she said
Alone she swam in the deep black
Under billions of stars
Light years away
The only constant thing
Along with her pride.

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Beautiful.

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 20:30:31 -0500

Beautiful.

Watch Silver Linings Playbook. Listen to this song. Feel awesome...

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 09:08:14 -0500

Watch Silver Linings Playbook. Listen to this song. Feel awesome afterwards!

To all my loves - single or taken!

Thu, 14 Feb 2013 23:13:36 -0500

To all my loves - single or taken!

Guinevere Irene

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 00:01:00 -0500

I had the urge to say your name today and it was breathtaking. For that one second your name escaped my lips, I felt everything. I felt promise. I saw my past and my future collide into a beautiful collage. I felt, for once, as if I wasn’t lost. Your name is as amazing as the things I know you will do and become in this world. Funny thing is, I haven’t even met you yet.

I hope you understand how insane it is for me to write this. I am at a time in my life where rent is a struggle and uncertainty is a dear, old friend of mine. I am too young, too ambitious, too full of life to even think about you, Guinevere. Today though, I did.

The love I have today is the same love I had three years ago and I know it is the same love I will have five years from now. It will be the same love who will shout your name through the streets and make it echo throughout the grime and the beauty of this city. He’s learned a lot in his lifetime, but when it comes to you, he won’t have to learn anything. One day I will tell him about Guinevere Irene but at this moment in our lives it is not our time.

You must think I’m crazy because your name is just a name. Maybe it is just a name, for right now; but as I go about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, your name gives me hope. I knew one day I wouldn’t always feel the way I’ve always felt about growing older. I just didn’t know, my darling, that it would start by saying your name today.

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“So if you’re travelin’ in the north country...

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 01:09:00 -0500

“So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine.”

the-untruth: (by Everything reminds me of you) * Everything...

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 01:06:07 -0500

the-untruth:

(by Everything reminds me of you)

* Everything about this photo makes is exactly what I’ve been obsessing over lately: Bob Dylan, records, garage sales

Last CallPhoto Credit: Kristen CadacioLocation: Upper West Side,...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 21:23:35 -0500

Last Call
Photo Credit: Kristen Cadacio
Location: Upper West Side, NYC

mmisterbrightside: Just three books for this month because I...

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 21:04:52 -0500

mmisterbrightside:

Just three books for this month because I never reach the original reading goals I set anyway. Plus, I’m two months away from saying goodbye to college so I’ll be having a full plate of schoolworks to do. Meh.

*Love to see the drawings and art that people draw in their planners. Unfortunately, mine is just filled with lame lists.

Rooftop Shoe…Can you spot it? Photo Credit: Don...

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 21:50:00 -0500

Rooftop Shoe…Can you spot it?
Photo Credit: Don Weber
Location: Somewhere in Portland

The Winter of the Air: Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making...

Sun, 27 Jan 2013 23:47:00 -0500

The Winter of the Air: Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making...:

kalynroseanne:

Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things…

My feelings, perfectly written.