caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: … more →
caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: The sun rises every day. Every single day, whether you see it or not, the sun swims across the sky. … more →
caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: yesterday was cool and smelled like spring- rain and damp green grass. walking around was nice, fina … more →
caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: I think pain and sex are like peanut butter and jelly. Best together. I mean, take pain, take peanut … more →
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caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: but not with happiness, just a strange mania of sorts. a minor mania, if you will. tonight is one of … more →
caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: Things I hate: eating disorders. pro-eating disorders sites. the end of break. missing people. the f … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: When the nights are cold, I get these strange urges. The chill and the wind and the clear October sk … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Today on the way downstairs from history, the smell of vinegary photo chemicals filled the hall. I l … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I feel stressed. and itchy. My breathing is heavy and fast, my movements staccato, my lips pursed. I … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: words like “transient” make me gasp, my back arch, my eyes roll back. poetry about rain … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I feel strange. Fourth day of school and I am exhausted. Behind on work, or nearly. I am reading The … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Poppa: “What is that? ‘Things I Like’?” Me: “…Yes.” … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Lately I want to write sensuous things, words that fill the mind with feelings of the earth and of t … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I don’t think I know how to write anymore. I’ve been doing and thinking and feeling so m … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I also dreamed about a gorgeous dress, a combination of the things I couldn’t afford yesterday … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I dreamed I smoked pot with one of my most straight-edge friends, and that we had to take another fi … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I end up painting my body instead of my canvas. Layers of acrylic paint sit on my arms and legs like … more →
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: “…and the children of Israel sighed in consequence of the bondage…” They sig … more →