This Week's Poem

4B

a girl takes a seat at

the edge of the world,

her legs hanging

off, swaying in the

nothing beneath her,

and she shivers,

but not because 

she is cold

there is no rain and

there is no sun and

there is no snow

only a stack of gently 

used books on the top

shelf, an artist's pencil, 4B,

and a daydream that

lies like a small child standing

next to a broken vase,

and stings like the hand

that reaches to pick up the pieces

a girl takes a seat at

the edge of the world, but

she rises once more,

unsure of what is to come, she

fears that which she

understands the least

but, then again, with the

whole world behind you,

what is left to lose?

xo,

SF

What I'm reading right now: Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury

A Late Night Drive and Project #45: Have a Half Birthday Celebration for Someone

Something they don't tell you

is that when most people go to sleep,

Spooktacular Chocolate Sugar Cookies

Chocolate pumpkins and cocoa bats

are a lovely way to fill

A Smorgasbord of Poetry

Headlines

On Sunday, firefighters came to the rescue

of a soufflé. Reportedly, the

ladies were glad, for their

make-up was starting to melt. One even lost a false lash. It fell

into the Earl Grey, the favored blend,

at the luncheon that morning.

The frail, yet heavily-accessorized party guests said

it was the flambé. It was the their

luck that one of the men come to rescue

was a sous chef on the side.

As a man in uniform, he recognized

the cake. The detective noticed

something too- a martini glass

lying cold, at the scene of the crime.

The detective’s notes read probable cause: dishware

thrown aimlessly by anorexic housewife,

surmised, could not hold liquor

or 2 olives and made the tumble,

which fueled the flame,

which caught the soufflé.

To Do List:

I ♥ my camera. 

It has been with me for a while now, 

and we have become good friends,

but the problem is its large size and conspicuousness. 

I fear damaging it, so I can't take it on outdoor trips,

and I fear looking crazy carrying it around campus. 

Why I am telling you this?

Because I am lacking in pictures and it makes me sad, 

but I do have a small selection to show you

of what I have been up to.

Is there a rule you cannot wear bright yellow nail polish in the fall/winter?

Project #1: Carve a Pumpkin

Dear readers,

Today I did a lot of laundry. I did the dishes and worked on a song I was writing. I played with my cat and I went to a guitar lesson and then, I made my October dreams come true.

Videoblog #2 (10/7/11)

You've Got Mail!

I have the best friend in the whole wide world! Yep. I met her in college, and we are going to start a blog together and she is going to be the hyphenated name to my name, and it is going to be great! JK! I know I couldn't have fooled you, our knowledgable readers. Spencer is the best. I got a care package from her today, and I just have to say, it made me :). She sent me what I thought was one cookie crumbled up, and as I was reading the letter, and proceeding to work my way through the whole thing, I got to the part where she wrote, "and we sent you two pumpkins, and one ghost, which will probably be crumbled so you won't be able to tell." <-rough version of her words. Therefore, I am a cookie glutton, but I don't apologize.

xo,

LA

What I am doing right now: painting my nails with awesome autumn-colored polish

Follow-Me-Around Saturday

Here's what I did on Saturday in two word descriptions:

bike ride

with dad

hot coffee

Happy October! (my favorite things in September)

I've decided to do a post at the end of each month showing all of the things I loved especially during that month.  What were your favorite things in September?

This is my favorite breakfast or snack or whatever for September. Nutella on multigrain toast with a big mug of black tea. It is a requirement that the toast is cut into triangles. It is best this way, I promise.