so i'm kinda like emily dickenson in that i randomly write things wherever i am on anything i can find. so here's some i found recently. i believe they are from last year.
1)
i stand alone in the valley.
the dirt kicks up around me as the stallions and fillies pass by me.
even though i'm weak and vulnerable,
wild horses couldn't drag me away.
i open my hands,
receiving their strength.
i stand my ground as they roar by.
i will stay.
i will stay with you.
2)Things i miss/remember about chicago
looking at the skyline.
watching the green of the river slowly fade from st. patrick's day.
the air with it's musky scent from the river and the dust of the city.
the same homeless people in the usual spots that you've gotten to know over the years and given weird names to.
memorizing the stops on the brown line.
all of the latest exhibits at the art institute.
depaul and columbia students in their artsy, punk clothes and attitudes.
history.
culture.
3)
i am small and lonely,
soft like china,
trying so hard to find a place to land.