Monday, July 26, 2010
The One With Stevie Wanderlust.
I have a second name.
An alter-ego of sorts.
That reminds me to be adventurous.
This alter-ego signs up for weeklong backpacking trips.
So that I can stand in the valleys.
Hold my mistakes up.
And sound my barbaric yawp over the treetops of the world.
She tap dances on kitchen floors, her arms moving like a gypsy.
So that I can let loose.
Refill on joy.
And make these sides split.
She imagines you up around every corner.
So that I can sit here.
At this desk.
Writing love letters in messy cursive.
Mallory and Hannah
July 27, 2010 at 8:53 PM
just stumbled across your blog.
you write beautifully.
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