Living Life in Golden Hues

half-projected poet with bitterness towards barriers and blockages

I do a lot of trying hard to be a poet

With my cheap red wine and my candle lit

But I’m sleeping on my mattress without the sheets

‘cause I just can’t be bothered to make it

and that’s not good poetic habit

On a clear night, I can see the sun set

Behind the Minneapolis skyline like

The closest thing I’ll ever get to a wildfire,

But tonight I looked outside and the city was gone until

GOLD

METAL

FLOUR

Flashed red out of the fog and my brain kicked in.

Now the city’s visible but only like a powerpoint

Limping out of a projector with the light burnt out

I’m not impressed by the sight of it. 

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My mom took this picture of me and my dad at my cousins wedding this weekend. Can you tell that I think he’s the best?

My mom took this picture of me and my dad at my cousins wedding this weekend. Can you tell that I think he’s the best?

3 days ago | Permalink

I’m obsessed. 

5 days ago | Permalink
This is Water
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Oh

Oh

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Let’s play a game called “I put the kids to bed hours ago, both of their monitors show them soundly asleep, and yet I swear to god I just heard footsteps upstairs”
aka
“Why didn’t I just set the fucking alarm for peace of mind”

1 week ago | 2 notes | Permalink

I am so miserable to be around when I can’t sleep I turn into such a little shit

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TESS! KNOWS! CROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the hardest shit ever and she has been practicing all summer long and she can hold it now for 10 seconds and I am SO PROUD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so proud of my friend 💛💙💜💚❤️

TESS! KNOWS! CROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the hardest shit ever and she has been practicing all summer long and she can hold it now for 10 seconds and I am SO PROUD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so proud of my friend 💛💙💜💚❤️

2 weeks ago | Permalink

So I saw Ed Sheeran last night and I’m still not over it

2 weeks ago | Permalink
TAGS . ed sheeran . the man .
Auntie G and little Ben. He loves me, I promise.

Auntie G and little Ben. He loves me, I promise.

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supraventricular tachycardia is just

this little trick, resulting in 

electrical currents stuck within 

the chambers of my heart and so

the beat goes up and up and up and woah-

until an abrupt cough or a gag or a big old AHUM, 

sets it on the right track. back to beating out that melancholy drabble

like “babble babble babble and a metaphor” for your enjoyment or 

my own requirement, I’ve possibly lost count of the

silliness, and by my own admission miss it. 

But I can’t count on the tach attack or 

write it back into arrhythmic madness so

I’ll just wade into the marshes with my sharpest tackle

hoping to catch a bit of the pitter-patter-iambic-pentameter 

while stuck with my feet in the mud. 

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WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK

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It’s been like four days since I’ve seen my dumb fluffy dog and I miss her

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There’s about a 3 mile loop that I can run from my apartment across the stone arch bridge and back. Haven’t run for about a month and a half, but I went out today and it was really excellent. Aaaaaaand now for some cool down yoga

3 weeks ago | 3 notes | Permalink

Felt pretty damn cute today

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