Marion

By Jessica

Memories hide themselves in the tar

Bumpy tar

Cracked tar

Easy for things to be forgotten

Each time I walked, 'twas a new street

Same bumps

Same cracks

New joy, new love, new pain

For only a fortnight have I known this pavement

Fast friends

How so?

Your hard soul is my solace

For every time we walked together, but I alone

Old friends

Just so

Ne'er again shall I take you for granted

Like the all-seeing eye of the four walls

See what is

Knowledge disguised

Then in solitude you sing

The lullaby mourns as your black arms hold me

Say what was

Knowledge unfurled

At last I can see who I am

Ode to an Ever-Closed Library in Seaside

Boo-hoo.

Boo-hoo.

Can you see my tears?

The lovely breeze and sun

Their battle they have won

But to sit and read and write and think

Such pleasures I have none.

Forlorn

I sit

Stranded on a sidewalk

'Tis useless reasons ye hath closed

To government you have brown-nosed

Mine feeble heart longs only for thee

But returned affection I only supposed.

Sigh.

Oh, Snap!

Since I don't exactly have a lot of time to sit down and write really long, drawn-out blog posts while I am here (or anywhere, for that matter), I am probably just going to blog as often as I can in little blurbs about life so far. This came about because my first official blurb was actually going to be a status on Facebook...but it was too long.

So, ladies and gentlemen:

OH SNAP

by Jessica

about Jessica

written in third person for the sake of dramatic emphasis...or whatever feeling you get from reading this piece

Jessica was walking along the shore, absorbing the presence of the ocean and feeling at one with the wind when suddenly she was hit with 3 waves, leaving her in water that was waist deep. In a struggle to walk out of the water before she got more wet, the grasping fingers of the ocean ripped her flip-flop off her foot. She grabbed for it, successful in this retrieval, until the process caused her other flip-flop to wiggle off and elope with the receding sea. In a vain, tragic effort, Jessica scoured the ocean in the twilight. Alas, her flip flop was gone for eternity and she was soaked to the bone with only a future as an ice sculpture to give her hope in life. Oh, and dinner. =)