"Love is a dangerous angel" -Dirk
A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.
"I don't know if I can do this myself," I said, meaning everything, meaning life.
"Yes you can. You can do anything you put your mind to. You just needed a little help through adolescence..."
"I brought her Brazil nuts and ginger ale and red licorice. I would have tried to cook but I always burned the grilled cheese sandwiches or let the rice bubble over. The only thing I could make was instant mac and cheese but she didn't want that and neither did I. I wished she had taught me to cook when I was littler and she was happy..."
"I had this city and I decided I had better fall in love with her again because she wasn't going anywhere and neither was I.
The black pavement, dark to hide the dirt, sparkled with diamond chips in the burning sun."
She is his unprecedented blossom, his chocolate-cherry-swirl birthday cake, ultimately his angel.
She wanted to heal him all by herself, with her roots and her hands and the songs I heard her singing to him at night, lullabies like the ones she once sang to me, filling up the house like rainbows from the crystals.
I wanted him. I felt it like an ocean filling every orifice, like the night I almost drowned.
I just needed him to see me, feel what I felt. I just needed to dance for him and like like this by the sea, with our tiny blue ark for when the flood came.
The Hanged Man
The moon, resentful that she can't make me bleed, pulls and pulls on my belly and my swollen heart, saying; if you won't bleed I'll drag at your very bones.
Last night, I dreamed he was made of gold and he touched me and made me gold too. He looked wonderful with the muscles in his neck and arms gleaming. But I wanted him to touch me inside too so that I would be gold inside and not feel things.
"But I won't eat all that candy Hansel and Gretel ate. I will be thin and pure like a glass cup. Empty. Pure as light. Music."
Girl Goddess #9
If there was going to be beauty she would have to make it herself. - The Canyon
He held me fiercely, not the way I'd expected. As if we had this single night of reprieve before one of us had to go back down forever. - Orpheus
"You remember the ones who die when you're a kid. You remember them because it's so out of control and it reminds you that it's not just old people even though you feel in a million years nothing could happen to you."
How to (Un)Cage a Girl
"...choose to believe in your own myth
your own glamour
your own spell
a young woman who does this
(even if she is just pretending)