Thursday, March 17, 2016

We're All Bored

You and Me, We Were Chick-fil-A on a Sunday Afternoon


you always knew how to get me 
you knew how to get me with those sunshine eyes
your smile like June
your skin that smells the way August feels

but the word my dear is weary
and the definition is you and me

because even though you knew how to get me
you wrote the book on how to let me go

because baby you let me go like I was January
and you couldn't wait for Valentine's Day
only I wasn't the one  you were buying flowers for

you left me in March with the feeling of October on my finger tips
and somehow that was worse than an endless May
but you always knew that didn't you?



Sunday, November 29, 2015

Dave Franco > James Franco

Text Me, I Promise Not to Answer
by: Ariel

you sent a storm into my chest
you froze my heart
you went ice skating across it's glassy surface
you stood on my right atrium
and you kissed his cheeks
he gave you a necklace made from my heart strings
and when you both fell a little farther
you held hands and stared at my frozen arteries
why did you stare at my frozen arteries?




Thursday, November 12, 2015

Things Were All Good Yesterday

November 12, 2015

10:58 am 

I am Writing This to Avoid Making Eye Contact With My Future


Dear God,
I want to be at my sisters wedding.

she says she's in love and I want to believe her
a head that's too young and a heart that's too old
you always said it was dangerous

I want to bring roses and tuck them behind her little ears

she never worried about me God
so I don't know why I expected her to hear me
I guess I never thought this was going to be the end
I guess I never thought there would be an end

her eyes will look lovely behind her veil don't you think God?

I just hope one day my Christmas cards reach her
(in ways I never could)
and I hope she sighs when she tapes them to her fridge
but you should know
I don't expect that much

Dear God,
I want to be at my sister's wedding and
I hear you're handing out the invitations.

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Until Now

October 29, 2015

I couldn't feel my toes
and I couldn't feel your hands either

that was the moment when I knew
that for all the love in the heavens
and all the love in my heart
you would never look at me
and sigh

and at that moment
I would have given anything
to take you to the moon
and turn my back while you
gasped for air
and clawed at my ankles
begging my heart to save yours


because oh my love
I always told you
I would love you to the moon and back
but I didn't realize then
that I never bought a round trip ticket
for myself

and now I know that you aren't real
and I'm not real
and love isn't real
and neither is the moon

which is such a shame
because all I've ever wanted
is for you to ask me
to spend eternity
counting the freckles on your arms







Saturday, October 24, 2015

Is There Anybody Out There?

July 9, 2015


i have a secret,

tomorrow isn't coming.

he texted me and told me he was running late.

he left a message saying his plane was delayed.

he called to tell me he loved me.

but oh tomorrow, I know better than to believe you.




if you want the whole story, you should talk to my spine
or better yet
the spot between my shoulder blades that I can't reach

tomorrow said he would fix me
he said he would make the pain stop
just wait, he said,
we can do anything together, he said

but look at me now, do I look fixed to you?

my dearest tomorrow, I'm tired of waiting
I've been flirting with next year
I texted yesterday
and I kissed Wednesday morning last night

and  you know what?
I hope it hurts you to see me happy







Monday, September 28, 2015

Stop the Madness

This is Not Beautiful


when I saw you across the hall the other day

you could say that my feet became
a little more aware of gravity
pulling my heart towards the center of the earth

and I don't think you know how hard it is to stay upright
when seeing your eyes makes me feel like floating
or melting
or dancing
or diving head first off the nearest cliff

and I guess the point is,
I'm never not going to be afraid of snakes
and there will never come a day
when I'm not terrified of the way my heart feels
when I see you looking at me

so tread carefully darling
because this, this is a freaking minefield
and you're carrying my heart  in your back pocket




Thursday, September 17, 2015

Bach's Cello Suite No. 1 and Chill

Truths I Don't Dare Whisper in Your Ear














my head hurts
behind my eyes and between the pages of my psych textbook 











and beyonce doesn't sound the same without you.