December 2010
13 posts
There is something oddly comforting about knowing that I’m writing to no one. I suppose it should make things easier to say, but not really.
A year ago I was a junior in high school, taking AP classes as passing with mostly A’s and a few B’s. Now, my father is suggesting I go to rehab.
I don’t even know what to say next…
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July 2nd, 2010
We move in circles
Around these golden halls.
Seemingly endless and empty,
Except for those living
Statues that reside
And cause the room to twist
And to turn.
Shapeless for moments.
Back again.
And the ground is cracking,
Breaking into pieces at our feet.
And ears are bombarded
By the pounding of foot to earth.
We see the truth behind those
Eyes that so clearly define the rules.
...
What I know about who I am
So, I suppose it would be a good idea to have an introduction or something. I’m only seventeen, and have quite a ways to go on my journey of self discovery and whatnot. But I can go ahead and give the low-down on who I am thus far in my life.
My name is Andrea Staley but my friends call me Andy. I live in Kona on the Big Island of Hawaii. I loved growing up here, but it’s time to get...
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Fluoxetine
You’re so goddamn blue.
Blue and winking,
My dependence for a sheet
A blank white slate,
To hide from the world.
A chance to throw
Vibrant colors and redecorate
My empty house
With a happiness that’s contagious,
Infectious.
To flow like water through
My aching bones.
But two little words
Have the power to rip
This canvas to shreds
And leave me standing naked in the...
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July 22nd, 2010
We’re at the edge, dear.
Standing so close to this gaping precipice.
There’s no more reason behind
Your deep ocean eyes.
Tell me Ocean Eyes,
Do we shoot like bullets?
Hot from the tip of a smoking gun?
Do we float like waterlilies?
Drifting down, down, down,
And soaking up your enraptured breathing?
Your soft piano hands play a tune
Made out of my beating heart.
We twist...
Congratulations to the groom, best wishes to the...
So, today is the day of my best friend’s wedding. Strange? Rather so, yes. She asked me to be the photographer, as her wedding present. Somehow I feel that when I’m looking at her and her fiance through the lens, I won’t even know who she is anymore. I don’t know if it’s her that’s changed or me. Hey, maybe it’s both. I find myself glad that the ceremony...
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How are you?
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July 23rd, 2010
It is in these silver days,
That I find my muse more partial
To the thrums of a dancing heart
Or to the pulses that beat
In the ears of avid listeners.
“Shhhhh.” You can’t hear anything
But the sound of my pen scratching paper.
The sound lulls you to sleep
Like the soothing whispers of a lover
Grazing your ear at daylight’s end.
My rhythm imitates the rise and...
Going Backwards
So to begin, I will be posting things I’ve written over the last year, starting with the most recent and working my way back. Maybe it’ll give a glimpse into my life of the past year.
Enjoy!
