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Portland's Ghost by RosalyndNix, literature

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Portland's Ghost

his voice calls to me through the darkness softly, at my ear the whispered words telling of a life i've only imagined. his life is echoed among these streets, meanings strewn among blocks and parks and names and places; an entire book as a city which no one can ever read. often have i dreamed of finding him here on the bus, eyes glued to the rain trailing down the window or on a sidewalk head down eyes averted trying to get to a place where everything is okay. as i wander i wonder, was he here? is he here? in life, would he have liked me? questions with no answer. an eternity of possibilities listed down his arm grac

Wonder by RosalyndNix, literature

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Wonder

there once was a boy who could enchant whole crowds at a simple stroke of his fingers upon strings he entertains, and despite his remarkable talent he is unimpressed by himself and seems almost embarassed by the response his art creates only human, he sees himself as only human and though he strives for perfection he knows he can never achieve it and that is okay every night, he plays a show and every night, he's on the road going forth once more to spread the word and change the face of the world spellbound at the first sight of him all crowds are the same in the dark listening intently, mouthing the words squinting int

Busker by RosalyndNix, literature

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Busker

there is a boy there is a boy on a street corner i am in portland, and there is a boy on a street corner playing his violin among all the tall buildings i am here for a concert, though not his, but still my attention is caught by his bow and empty violin case he is playing for money he is playing for money but his case is empty he is busking and rather unsuccessfully at that and i would have him know that i would like nothing more than to throw a handful of bills into the void enclosed by red velvet his eye catches mine, and he starts playing lighter, more prettily "a pretty tune for a pretty girl" he is so precious i want to

Greener by RosalyndNix, literature

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Greener

i don't think i've ever seen the sun so bright as it's reflecting off your smile ready for it i wait, crouched, as you casually toss words as easily as the disc making me laugh and distracted as i then have to chase down the landed frisbee who am i to argue? you have been here since before time, it seems and you are so well-adapted, so well adjusted, that i admit i am more than a little awed you are grass and green spinning boundless energy are you showing off, or is this just how you are? i wouldn't know for sure, but i sure would like to

Downtown Romance by RosalyndNix, literature

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Downtown Romance

I find it much easier to sleep now that you're here too the anger that plagued my dreams the nights that fled in idle time while I waited to meet the dawn before I could finally meet sleep have dissolved apparently the best bedtime aid is knowing you're near if I walk out on the roof of my hotel I can see your room light on and I know the wine is flowing I know your fingertips are only inches from dialing my line your bed only feet from mine (as the crow flies) I know you're thinking of me as you dine upon sweets alcohol and creation weaving your beautiful trail of melodies across the night only seconds away from se

Missing by RosalyndNix, literature

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Missing

and with a shock I realize what I've been missing what my life as of late has been lacking with a lingered embrace and a devilish smile and a pair of bedroom eyes I remember and I wish you were mine and I was yours and we had an understanding there were sparks and I felt them if you hadn't too, you wouldn't have held on fo so long and know I know that you'll miss me too just like I miss you tousle-haired, wild-eyed with swift fingers gangly limbs a green hoody the aroma of beer and all there is an electricity in your air like before lightning strikes I'll be your cloud your cover from above if only you'll be the shock

Boho by RosalyndNix, literature

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Boho

I sit in a late-night bagel shop vegetarian sipping peppermint tea (organic, single-region and fairly traded) indie rock blares from the loudspeakers at full volume drunks stumble by on the sidewalk and there is a couple entwined in the corner (are you two an item?) cigarette smokes drifts in from the doorway along with hoarse cries of, "smoke 'em if you got 'em!" the flourescent lights turn us all into unearthly creatures of the night two tables over, a poet holds court at a cluster of admirers dressed all in black, complete with beret but also stripey tube socks they are fresh from a reading with stage lights caught

Knots by RosalyndNix, literature

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Knots

i'm doing that squirmy puppy thing i do, and i know that you can tell. five hundred miles away on the other end of a phone call, and i know. i pour my love into everything i do, because i know that every day takes me one day closer to seeing you. babies are held, gifts are sent, hearts skip beats, and i know and i do and i can tell that each knot i tie is one more knot coming undone within me. what was once tangled is becoming smooth and i think you can feel it. i make all these raw things into something clean and new and loved. i love them, i love the work and i think it shows, because when other people see they can't get en

All Harm by RosalyndNix, literature

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All Harm

we cannot stay here you are shooting off in the glorious opposite direction while i pretended not to see you, that we could be safe no more the veil has been lifted and i have seen the face of god and he speaks through a garbled mask of gin and smoke the outcome, though, it seems is none different than expected like a tree branch bending in the wind of mistakes, his wise mouth turns down my child, you should know better the path of least resistance is a sham a safe haven no longer, the nest will smother if the young linger longer than they should and we've already overstayed our welcome i can taste death in my mouth and ha

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Burn by RosalyndNix, literature

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Burn

I am burning With an unquenchable thirst Outside the ground is strewn With a crystalline blanket, Snowmen wait in the stillness And lovers' breath curls through the air Like warring dragons But I still burn Drifting through rooms Filled with people, laughing, talking, eating But I cannot join them Not now My skin is hot, inflamed And nothing I've tried can calm it Glass after glass of Ice water, I down them all Staring at my reflection in the dark window Snowflakes drifting past I squint and look for a reason in the shadow All I can see is the snow I am waiting and I am hoping And I am burning up Consumed by an invisibl

Government Paycheck by RosalyndNix, literature

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Government Paycheck

so this is how it starts i'm an improv geek and a nerd, too bookish for boys but so is he, except with girls and there's something about ducks a pool a kitchen and blue and a big stately white house erupting out of the blackness of the trees taming a shrew and stage lights laughter, laughing more laughing god there's a lot of laughing brown eyes and glasses and sparkling white teeth come laugh at our nuts have a beer or two find a seat and make yourself at home here at daggy hall how i'll be living there come april winning and playwrighting lighting and shining denny's and comehitherness dark hair olive skin homework studi

Last Night In Town by RosalyndNix, literature

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Last Night In Town

after the light fades your voice reaches out like an unsteady hand in the darkness finding me, its goal i answer and my reply wavers out through the window through the screen to your ear you smile and i can hear it in your voice that you're happy i'm home grateful i'm still awake even though a short time ago i was not you ask me to open the door for you after smoothing my hair at the mirror i do so you wait at my doorway, looking like some kind of storm-tossed, wanton fallen angel your eyes burn your smile glows my flesh curls and turns black under your heat finally, your request come out with me i soften and my gaze ling

Deal With The Devil by RosalyndNix, literature

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Deal With The Devil

i'm in cahoots with the devil a tall, handsome, dark-eyed stranger. i says to him: win me that man's heart, and i swear i will wash and wax your car for all eternity, sweep your floors and arrange the flowers on the top of your piano. he laughs and says, lawd, girl your soul worth more than that. his heart ain't gonna do you no good. without my intervention, he'd love you and drop you just like all those others. i tell him again, that i'll do all his chores and keep his house neat and tidy, if he'll put in a good word for me with the man i've my eye on. devil, your hand in this small matter ensures comfort in your home! ain't

Possession by RosalyndNix, literature

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Possession

There is a difference between speaking and acting There is a difference between thinking and feeling There is a difference between you and me And I cannot believe it To have our peace suddenly shattered By some careless words No more of this, I say And cast out the demons that damn me This is not what I want This is not me This is not what I would do And I am hurt and confused, longing to be purified of this Blind rage and jealousy It is not my own It is no part of me My mind protests but my lips cannot move I am unable to speak of these monsters Controlling my mouth, my hands And all that you see This is not me! I want to

Dark Opium by RosalyndNix, literature

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Dark Opium

I am almost relieved by this renewed blanket it dulls the scent of you that still lingers in my clothes and hair that incense you burned before we went to bed persists the lingering scent a reminder of how the thin white smoke darkly scented, a sultry smell turned me coal-eyed, smoky and sleepy something i think you noticed given the way your eyes traced the trajectory i climbed up to the pillowcase it's a sexy scent, forgiving and new like the way i settled into the curve of your shoulder, snuggled in a dangerous smell reminiscent of a time i can't get back at least not yet so though i try to fight it, it remains wa

Crushing by RosalyndNix, literature

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Crushing

I'm sorry I know that these are not your lips I am kissing, but you know that it is your ear I am so desperately seeking tonight know that when I saw you I was shaking all that time you agonised, I was quaking it was too good to believe that all your staring, all my uncertainty, could unfold to something beautiful I saw you, your smile, and know that I was momentarily stunned, blinded by your dazzle Hard to believe that I with my too-loud laugh, my too-pale skin, too-large eyes could ever spark your interest but it did And it is this my apology seeks to remedy - take my sting away tell me that in all the girls you've met since

Last Request by RosalyndNix, literature

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Last Request

I would sing down the stars to greet you I could walk two thousand miles to meet you The whole of my life fits into your hand full and ripe with promise like a red-golden apple glistening with dew away I flew, into the twilight endlessly seeking a message, written in the leaves of trees the clouds the sky the stars the mountains of my mind and dreams but instead I found it writ in your eyes flashing sparkling like rainbows in the dew on that apple, each one a tiny universe At midnight I find that my reason to stay has become a reason to leave behind the gleaming apple and strike out anew, find a new tree, heavy with potential

Insomnia - Part One by RosalyndNix, literature

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Insomnia - Part One

i cannot sleep it is the dawn of my half-birthday and my present will be your absence for three weeks i will feel your lack, hoping that what i felt only days before will prove to be something i toss under the blankets, trying to seek sleep, and all i can find is the echo of your voice, our conversation i rest, and i hear your words, warm with genuine curiosity and i smile into my pillow i review it all in my head, like a favorite movie on endless repeat precious minutes in an otherwise empty afternoon and your smile your scarf your ceaseless, intense gaze it's enough to keep me up nights once i soothe, try to calm my temp

Proserish by RosalyndNix, literature

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Proserish

The building is quiet and mostly empty. My wet shoes squeak on the linoleum floor. I creep as slowly as I can in an effort to reduce the sound, but it doesn't work. His office is on the third floor. The stairwells in this building are narrow and dark, and I climb flight after flight of stairs in search of a big number 3. The cement stairs don't make as much noise as the tiles did, though when I almost trip on the railing the sound reverberates into my bones. I laugh shortly, embarrassed, though there's no one around to hear. I check my watch: the only one who might care that I'm here should be downstairs by now. I continue up. Finally I find

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All Harm by RosalyndNix, literature

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Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: Washington, USA
Favourite genre of music: ...I'm bad at picking favourites.
Operating System: Windows
MP3 player of choice: Coby something or other, it's small and black
Wallpaper of choice: Generally Doctor Who-related, and probably something Doctor/Rose shippy... :P
Personal Quote: "I'm not that good at breakdancing."

Favourite Movies

Empire Records, Rocky Horror, The Royal Tenenbaums

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Sufjan Stevens, Barenaked Ladies, Chris Thile, Nickel Creek

Favourite Writers

Mike McGee, Jonathan Safran Foer, Nick Hornsby, Francesca Lia Block, Michael Chabon, Roald Dahl

Favourite Gaming Platform

Nintendo wiiiiiiiiii!

Tools of the Trade

Polaroids, notebook, ballpoint pens, sometimes acrylic paint and wood panels

Other Interests

Poetry (almost always free verse, screw form), music, vintage clothes, making things

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RosalyndNix

Sep 25, 2007

So now I'm thinking:

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I should probably just give up, move to Portland and live in the Wonder. Seriously.

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RosalyndNix

Aug 25, 2007

Bad. Bad. BAD!

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Bad bad bad person. So. There's this thing, where since I am such a cute sweet little fat girl that I am everybody's friend and nobody's girlfriend, that I'm the one everyone talks to when they think they need love advice or just a listening ear to who they should date next, and there's also this tendency to generate a spill of the 'love beans,' if you will, by people that I generally happen to be semi-kinda-probably-shouldn't-be-but-still-are interested in. For example. I can't mention any names for fear of who does actually read these things, but let's just say they usually number among the ranks of : much older than me, married, taken, d

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RosalyndNix

Aug 24, 2007

There's this weird thing

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In the last three days, I've had two dreams about Evergreen one dream about throwing (unpeeled) oranges at buildings one dream where somebody starts randomly speaking in poetry in a vain attempt to attract a girl (something about "slip some honey into your Russian tongue" - yeah it was weird) one dream about an underage drinking party It's weird.

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sisterstyx

Jul 19, 2007

hello new friend...how did you find me? are you on whofic? just wondering...as i saw whovian things on here...bye

VioletScorpio

Jul 15, 2007

Thank you for the favourite! I like your writing.

Zack-Freaking-Poet

Jul 12, 2007

thanks for the fave

Feel free to check out some of my better stuff

Regards,

ZFP

xxxSinfulBunnyxxx

Apr 16, 2007

Thanks for the watch, expect one in return, I like what I see so far.

GreenGhost

Feb 2, 2007

darling i love you very much and i hope that the days turn for you and change into a pattern of better things to come.

I still say that you should move down here and we could live together and go to school.

crowskin

Jan 29, 2007

Thanks for the favorite!

plusnia

Jan 28, 2007

Thanks for the faves!! I really appreciate it