Studying Your Pinstripes as a Means of Understanding

Yesterday was incredibly sweet. I was picked up in a Lexus that was previously owned by a Hollywood star and, although I won't mention what person, I will mention that I have been questioning their choice of Lexus ever since I got into the car.  

But I digress. 

The 45 minute drive was comfortable and beautiful in its sights and company. The meal we had when we arrived at the secret destination was outstanding. The temperature was the exact level of sunny and cool that you can hope for. 

This morning, I am slowly waking up. Although I have been out and about and getting things done, I've still been slow in moving and speed.

(pause)

One of the tenderest gestures to me is someone stroking my hair.  

It can take years to work up to this with someone. 

People who were punched in the face by a guardian understand this. 

Other people will just think you're uptight.

k.

(image: Hye Park by Nathaniel Goldberg for Vogue Italia, December 2005)

Ode to Bella Being Pissed That Edward Won't Turn Her Into a Vampire

 

Nights like these 

can be the worst.

When your pussy is wet

and the person who loves you 

kind of hates your ass.

Nights like these

when the lipstick smears on your door frame are your own

and you stayed out too late

simply because you can.

Nights like these

that smell like summertime

and beckon trouble

but you spend most of the evening 

dodging reaching hands 

that are not the ones 

you want upon you. 

k.

(image: by Michael Lau, model is Pawel Gralevitz)