Writing at a whim

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Wound

Wound by Corinne Wohlford Taff

If I have loved, it is mostly
because that is what I have
called it.


The night I left, you pressed three
scars to the inside of my wrist and said
It will be different with you gone.


Later I marked time by their fading.


But it was lazy, making you beautiful
that way. I was reading words
backwards—lover, almost
revolve, almost
evolve,


and I couldn't believe in things.


The magnolia
makes me cringe: the perfect cup
of its opening. Its center
the deepest color. I love—
I love it—


but the mind,
Mobius-stripped,
unhinged, and unhinged,
is substituting.

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about me

vanessa.
boring and inscrutable.
satirical and opinionated.
sardonic but innocuous.
enigmatic and taciturn.
pococurante but caring.
neurotic but with equanimity.
you wouldn't get me at all,
cause I wouldn't let you.

quote

"Let me tell you this: Some of life's questions you have to answer, some you just have to dance your face off and scream "no comment."" --- John Mayer

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you people

3 of us
Cell
Desiree
Eunice
Freesia
Janice
Jasmine Wee
Jessie
Jiaying
Kristal
Pearlly
Shiyun
Tingen
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