Thursday

Twelve.


My sister Madisen.
Is beautiful.

She has long, dark eyelashes.
Heart shaped face.
She dances.
Her glasses, ..her glasses.
I love her.
People used to say she looked like a cabbage patch doll.
She laughs like this:
She loves everything.
She is a drama QUEEN.
Sensitive, positive, confident.
Don't you know? Brandon at school has a crush on her. But she wont say anything because then he'll start acting weird the way Matthew did last year, when he had a crush on her.
She thinks he is soooo cute.
Maggie, Masesson, Mcwedge.
My little cabbage patch doll.
Happy, happy birthday to you.

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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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