Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I met you in church.
We were hungry so you ate my body
as I drank your blood.
By the powder of the Holy Spirit
we came down from heaven
after congregating in bars and leaving Sunday empty.
I will wash and renew the well-being of my head,
just as soon as I have risen from my bed.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

I'm afraid to think of you because I am afraid you will only exist in my mind.

Friday, April 19, 2013

I thought of myself as a beautiful monster.
I put flowers in my hair and you said I was pretty.
I loved you for loving me.

We lay down on the rocks of a playground
And you stroked my hair. Still afraid of your touch
I shivered at the moon.

We spent Halloween together.
I was a stream of glitter flowing from your bed,
I let you touch my hair.

Then the flowers wilted and love was dead.

Now we lie to each other through screens and
our faces painted up more than usual.
I want to fool you

into thinking I am more beautiful. 
One Halloween we will meet again.
You will be dressed as a ghost,
but I do not think you will recognize me.

- Julia Ready, April 19, 2013

Friday, April 5, 2013

I read your note. Whether you wrote it or not, I'm happy to believe that you are sorry but I do not love you anymore.

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

I thought I escaped the confines of a convent, but in this other world I met superior mothers and vows of celery.