Thursday

stick a fork in you

It was intended to be a place of writing. Mine. And the criticism of it. Yours.
I was a Journalism major before I dropped out of college.. and now I sound like a bitter old lady, wistful about what could have been.
Truly, I'm a nineteen year old lady trying to decide which shoes to wear.

on 2/21/2008

1 comments:

Anonymous February 22, 2008 at 11:21 AM  

Karlee.. im confused lol. i like your blog! i love you! hope your day was good!

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love after love

The time will come when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say
sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger
who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread.
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life...

Take down the love
letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs,
the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit.
Feast on your life.

~Derek Walcott

bring it on back

and i am telling you..

i'm karlee. i have a husband and a daughter. (well ok, she's a puppy.) this is the world through my eyes.

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