“your laziness” by Julia on her bed


Friday June 3, 2016
11:32pm
5 minutes
The Intent To Live
Larry Moss


My laziness smells like a scab
Twice
picked over
Like the way a bad avocado tastes
Like the way tomorrow
Never means
Today
My laziness was
Mistaken once
For fear
By a good teacher
Who wanted me
To do well
When I confessed that I
Didn’t start the things
That I meant to start
That I waited for

I thought I was
Doing
Myself
A favour
Calling out my own flaws
Before anyone else could get
The chance to
She told me that
It wasn’t laziness
That kept me
From
Moving
Forward
It was the fear
Of wanting a thing that didn’t want me back
But the sound of it
was like
Hot air
Pushing through..

“Bollywood Chai” by Julia at her kitchen table


Friday, July 19, 2013
10:07pm
5 minutes
from the David’s Tea cup

It’s nice when you meet someone who completes you. Then you fuck it all up by being flawed. I know we all are. Flawed. But I’m not just lightly dusted with them…so buyer beware I guess.
Everyone has their shit and sometimes that’s a good enough excuse. Not for me. In order of importance to me on this day, at this time only: I have bad fingernails. Weak from the lack of milk. Chipped from the climbing of fences and or trees. I wait too long to pee. I hold it in till I’m blue in the face and then I even enjoy the discomfort; the pain. I ask questions I already know the answer to just to make conversation. I eat more than my share of ketchup chips whenever I buy a bag. I lie only to myself. I’m falsely confident on most days and on the days I’m not at all, I don’t even leave the house.