Afternoon girl


Two-day-old writing on the soles of my feet; faintly green wrists; making myself sick with wishes.

I typed up what I wrote in August ("This is the prayer I never prayed..."), and it was earnest but bad.

I feel like a fake girl today.

Also, did I ever tell you about the monster under my bed? I never got around to reselling it on Amazon, and now it's looking at me again. Ponders smashing versus reselling.

8 comments:

pinkapplecore 5/18/2009 5:15 PM  

very eerie... I LIKE IT!

especially the sick with wishes part.

Bambola 5/18/2009 5:59 PM  

Very dark & intriguing...

I don't really know what to say.

Priya 5/18/2009 7:50 PM  

I'm absolutely speechless.

Q 5/18/2009 8:51 PM  

Tell me more.

Cuileann 5/18/2009 9:00 PM  

Q - About the monster, or? Well, I threw it off my deck and most of it broke. I yanked out some wires. I'm keeping the glass part of it to write on. Like a slate! So it will tell me where I am instead of how I'm feeling.

Erin 5/18/2009 9:27 PM  

"making myself sick with wishes"

I can't tell you how many times I do that.

Beth Kephart 5/19/2009 2:29 AM  

I do the sick with wishes thing too!

Lighting is fantastic on these photos.

Cuileann 5/19/2009 11:25 AM  

Beth - Thank you! I'm really pleased with it too; it's all natural light.

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