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She fell on top of me, burrowed her face in my fluff, hands smacking the down inside of me, legs kicking, wriggling, growing restless at the foot. Every night I gave her comfort, she told me her secrets, whispered in the meekest of voices of the taunts and the teases and the tortures of the day.
dedicated to joetta I care about u just 2 let you know cuz I don’t know how much love I show
A strong black newbian queen is what I call you
At graduation with 2 babies on your hip U stayed focused and never lost a grip I know it’s been hard staying on the godly tip
I miss running down the street with you at half past 3 When your dad dropped you off after softball practice on Sunday afternoons. And there was never anything more than grass stains on white pants and empty soda cans that my mom told me to throw away two hours ago. The boys that surrounded us we
You ask me If I know the way back home from here. I sing the words, “yes, dear” back to you like I’m someone else. You say “alright” because you’ve got nothing else to say right now; I respect that. I keep my eyes on the road. I’m not quite sure where you’re looking at this point
It doesn’t matter, When the sun sets to the west It doesn’t matter, How fast the current is in the ocean It doesn’t matter, When a storm passes through the plains It doesn’t matter, The way stars twinkle in the night sky It doesn’t matter, When the sun shines on a sandy beach It doesn’t matter, I
Staring into a vast, black emptiness counting sheep-1, 2, 3... Consciously lying under the matted black blanket, Until all consciousness has been lost out to sea. Soaring over mile-high waves of blue and green into the sunset, The silhouette of her makes everything seem calm. Nearing t
For the first time, in her selective memory she lies in bed, alone without a light or heartbeat to keep her company. Her heart beats, in rhythm with her thoughts. She barely knows the way to her own door yet she knows the feeling of being a stranger in her own body, living out a fellow stranger’s
through the blistering cold she falls to her feet to land in the warmth of your touch her glass slippers give way to the dancing but the scent of your voice is too much the chandeliers hang from the ceiling the cocktails overflowing with pride her hair falls in curls down her shoulder but to her
How many times must we say goodbye? Too many long and drawn out mornings without you. After sunrise, I have no one to wake, No one beside me, No one to shake. Hundreds of times we have had to say goodbye, Too many long and boring days without you. I am alone in my car, With an empty seat beside m
Regretful murder suicides Or better yet, just suicides.
Acting as if you knew all about it, You’re helping a lot, Really, you’re not.
It’s all her fault, She forced it upon her. Bullshit. She loved her to death, The good kind of death, The one you would die for.
O, furry friend with aerial ears Short in memory, but long in years You hop, you stretch, you yawn, you drink But as I can guess, you do not think What passes through your fuzzy head? You eat, you run, you go to bed What lessons do you possibly affect To save your sliding intellect? The scales to
My life is trapped inside glass walls I try hard to make them fall But nothing can penetrate them The only escape is around the rim I’m stuck to the earth around me Hoping one day to be free I try to grow over the rim when it’s low But it seems to rise each time I grow If the walls see weakness i
Immovably unquiet and forever Is the moon’s perch in the sky. Sitting in a blanket of mismatched stars Is the place children go for a sweet midnight dream.
They look up at her majesty, Queen of all the night. For without her presence, Summer dreams would not be alive tonight.
There is a world so different than ours Where elves walk with man and have mystical powers And in this world, on the streets of a small castletown There you’d find the most honorable rogue around It was home to the King of Thieves.
It looked a bit like Lila, but it wasn’t Lila. I don’t know why people say that when someone dies they look like they’re sleeping. Her skin was dull grey and colder than ice. Her long body lay limp and heavy on the stainless steel table. Her clothes were dirty and rumpled.
Whenever I' m alone I miss you Wish I took that chance to kiss you I feel shattered and alone like a dog thats lost his bone Remembering your laughing eyes my life is filled with quiet sighs Seasons may come and seasons may go it feels so much like yesterday though As I sink deep in dejection I
Speak in your whispers, yet love me the same, Wrap me in wings of comfort that tears can't absolve, See through the struggles were new paths evolve, your silence lies down beside me with only repetitive breath, bask in the gentle touch of my fingers caress, share in the laughter as we dance in th
Rain danced gleefully across the tombstones as if mocking the dead. The now wet moss on older parts of the graveyard made the ground slick. It grew where other forms of life refused for reasons of their own, yet sparingly did the moss do so as if even it respected burial grounds.