Submissions by lobovato

I got these scars when I
swallowed my pride and it
clawed its way out of
my skin.

I got these scars when I
took every happy memory
of him and sliced them out of
my veins, draining the bad blood.

I think he saw you somewhere in my smile.
I think he heard your voice somewhere in my laugh.
I think he knew deep down that he could never be
that perfect thing that I needed.

If you dusted my heart for fingerprints,
you would only find your own.
You are the corporeal manifestation
of all my good karma. ...

We are all wrecked, bound inexorably
forward toward that unknown land of cursive
and italic prints.

The speaker is aware of his own limitations,
of human limitations, yet he asks of simple
forgiveness.

Simple human forgiveness from a loved one.

He read a book entitled ‘Weird things and
how to think about them’.

8 months asleep and still he was restless.

My life has now become a string of sighs.

The moment Alaska Airlines deposits me “for
real”, the pungent aroma of Walla Walla will
fortify a promise. ...