tonight, i breathe. [09 Mar 2009|08:30pm] Tonight, I feel gorgeous and serene, and it's a little stolen secret. I never feel gorgeous or serene. I'm a mess of emotions and mad genius impulses masked in fluid movements. I'm the shiver of a hand against glass, fingers curling like leaves. Spring is so close that everyone is learning forward to see her first. I've assembled a family of plants on every windowsill. The sills without plants house pieces of Depression Era glass, gnome statues, and a hand-carved tree spirit that gazes out at the two sad trees on our block. The next two days will be intense, but I thrive in this type of atmosphere. I'm waiting to bloom, gorgeous and serene. I'm waiting, waiting. My smile hangs a crooked halo on my face. My smile waits, too. jewelynx fearless 6 comments|post comment

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