This made my day...

Sometimes you just need someone to recognize your struggle and tell you you're beautiful...

12:14pm Friend

I think that you are rather brave sometimes... :-)

12:14pm Christy

oh?

12:15pm Friend

Yeah, I think about all the stuff you've been through, and still go through...

what with issues with your mom and your health and relationships and school and jobs...

and yet, you still keep plugging away...

you don't seem to quit...

and you do it with a smile and decent attitude for the most part

12:17pm Christy

oh, I've had my breaking points

12:18pm Friend

I know

12:18pm Christy

maybe its because I'm Irish, and too damn stubborn to quit

12:18pm Friend

but you are still here

lol

yes

call it what you will

and keep doing it

:-)

you have people who love you and want you to be happy in life

myself included

12:20pm Christy

thanks dear

12:21pm Friend

I just wanted you to know that I've noticed your struggles and like that you don't quit

12:21pm Christy

I guess...well...there's just too much beauty to quit

12:21pm Friend

yes

both outside and inside of Christy ;-)

Fragility

"You are fragile," he said

Fragile things are destined to one day be broken

"Some grow stronger," he said

Tell that to the iridescent spiderwebs

and fleeting early snowflakes.

But it would be nice if he were right...

Clandestine Sunshine

You are the canary
auroral yellow
perched safely deep inside
my tenebrous rib cage,
still you sing such dulcet songs.
A surreptitious sunbeam
no interminable string of gray days
can ever steal away.

Cause and Cause

With him
a r c h e d backs
and
s t r e t c h e d limbs
have a way of leading to
more
a r c h e d backs
and
s t r e t c h e d limbs
but she
hardly seems to mind...

Promises

Its so nice to have someone
to hold hands with on the train
I can promise to stay conscious
if you promise to stay sane...

Origami Sekkei

We are skilled practitioners
of human origami
with a lack of crisp folds,
but more a knitting of limbs.
Entwined and twisted
tangled together
like lianas
in the hot jungle
of the tonight

We Should Just Confess to Ourselves...

Remember that day
the one we spent writing dirty haikus?
We claimed it was for art,
for beauty, and nature,
and free expression
...but we both know we're liars...