the girl across the hall

February 20, 2013 § 16 Comments

the boy across the hall
She fumbled for her keys. A ginger Kombucha and strange shaped organic fruit fell from her purse. « Read the rest of this entry »

She wasn’t real…

September 9, 2012 § 20 Comments

..the way he talked about her—to her, it wasn’t real, she wasn’t real.   Was she? Could she? Could she be real? Was he wrong? And if he was, how would she walk past…the walls of pain  he had created
to game her,  to shame her,  to hurt her,  to break her?

She wouldn’t.  She  couldn’t.

so       she  flew.

the boy across the hall

June 7, 2012 § 222 Comments

Two days ago, or maybe yesterday…. my across the hall neighbor who i sometimes used to like to kiss— insulted,  by informing me that i had Peter Pan syndrome. Of all the awful names he has called me over the last 8 months, this was my favorite, because having Peter Pan syndrome seems like the sort of syndrome a girl like me should possess. Clearly jealous of my inability to grasp reality and be bogged down by mundane human details that in truth are not reality, but mere human illusions. So to him, i was stuck in a non-reality, but to me, he was sentenced and cemented into the horror of the 9-5 human death. Either way, I had Tinker Bell and a piece of paper, and all he had  was……well something very different, something i didn’t want, no matter how safe or sane.

Shooby doop dobby dop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap
Shooby doop dobby dop dobby doop dobby dah dah dobby op
Shooby doop dobby dop dobby doop dobby dah dah doo dap
Do bop she doo whoo—phil collins

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