crocheted blankets

my golden tipped hair and things

like evann marie and the victorian.

emails and snail mails and stamps

and fathers, thank you.

small circles of people chatting,

every night, after work.

trading porches with couches

and deep, hollow ashtrays.

lying on my back in my peaceful

room, not wanting to pack

everything up.

missing people and the old

stomping grounds.

things are changing.

wearing my boyfriend's

clothes and being comfortable and

not reading magazines.

quilts and crocheted blankets i

think about something i want to

create for erin. my erin is

getting married. melanie

makes things like homemade

croutons and sews with a thimble

says she never wants to have

kids. we think about tattoos

and meaningful things to

say on your arm.

change is coming but i'm just

a little girl still. i want big things,

i want so many things.

i'm ready, i'm not ready.