December 2011
9 posts
Pangs of green have been eating away at my ribs.
I need to be stripped of my good graces in order to bring the good back into perspective.
There’s a bit of cynicism that can be found on the outer corners of my lips. The taste has become a little more bitter these days.
The bite of winter hasn’t done me any good. There’s expectations that I’ve failed to meet. Underneath this sheath of skin are bruises waiting to surface..and there’s a lot of reluctance locked in with an under a tone of sarcasm in my...
Sundancer: I am not a visual giver. I am not a... →
erudess:
I am not a visual giver.
I am not a tangible teacher.
I am not the one who will make you taste what is
right from right or left from wrong.
I am not unique looking and my talents are not one-of-a-kind.
I stay in acceptance because I fit in a category.
Or do I?
Am I the one in bright yellow…
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