Tag Archives: cold

Time Stands Still

Posted on January 3, 2013 by heathencomehome

I’m finally taking a sit. For the first time in years–just a conscious sit. Butt comfy on a fake wooden chair in the middle of chaos-beginnings on the westside of Los Angeles. It found the right groove and I let … Continue reading →

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Abnormalcy

Posted on November 8, 2012 by heathencomehome

Good morning, computer…how are you today? We spend so much time together, but I guess I never ask how you are doing. Is everything ok? Need a bath? Need some exercise? Some sunlight? Am I treating you ok? How’s our … Continue reading →

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The End of Gray

Posted on November 2, 2012 by heathencomehome

I am a bee who has left the hive and doesn’t like flowers. Doesn’t like their colors. Doesn’t like their smell. Doesn’t like their texture. Ew. They just irk me. I hate the flowers. I hate the honey. I hate … Continue reading →

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Heat Stroke

Posted on May 31, 2012 by heathencomehome

A beige glove misses its lover as it sits on a barren coffee table Awaiting the door to open and bring the cold winter air in With a few flurries and snowflakes to bid it come play With the wind … Continue reading →

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Home Remedy

Posted on May 30, 2012 by heathencomehome

I’m sick. I’m sick and I’m tired. I’m sick and I’m tired and I hate admitting when I am either. I’m broke, too. Broken, I guess you could say. Why is it that having no money equates to being not … Continue reading →

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