May 31st, 2008

in jerusalem

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you know how when you're eating something cold and sweet your world numbs a little - dumbs down and focuses just on what you're putting in your mouth? - you start shivering slightly, and you try to deny that what you're eating is what's making you shiver, you try to deny that the more you eat, the colder you will be, but you just keep eating, and then you try to deny that you're shivering at all.

i feel out of place and have a little sense of wanting.
but somehow i feel safe and okay and beautiful and a part of something that can't be contained or even wholly defined, and shit, that's a place, isn't it.

i hate it when single eyelashes defy their alignment and start working their way into my eye