not for all the tea in china

in march i became the goddess agave, but i will not answer for why this is so.
i want to fall asleep in the crude y of a willow tree. i want to fall asleep on the floor of a library.
this morning, if i had been cradling a small bird in my hand while i was talking to you, i would have murdered it.
dans la marche j’ai marché les rues de New York City dans les rainboots jaunes!
whenever i press my belly to yours i want to tell you that it is the most natural feeling in the world.
when it rains it smells like snails and wet newspaper.
i am moving to a place where i can grow sunflowers taller than i am.
i am trying to write a haiku every morning.

(catalyst)

April 4, 2005

your entries always make me smile. –brittany–

Muppet

I love #3.

gutterflower.

i actually translated or at least attempted to translate that french. i dont know if i did it right, but im assuming its something close to, in march you walked on the streets of new york in your yellow rainboots. am i close?

this is war

youre gorgeousand i loved this ;;

moons of jupiter

i really really liked this. i don’t know what else to say, but you painted a smile on my face. thank you for that.

evolve

i think you’re the most beautiful girl i [don’t] know