My name is Arianna i live breath and write.i love Conneticut. I live for books and poetry,the ocean in my muse...Frank Sinatra is my idea of an icon. Coldplay is brilliant. my constant companion is a book and most of all, I believe all of us can afford to adventurous.
there are things only the pines know:
secrets, memories, dreams
ripe and sweet scented—
i remember once, the way it felt getting lost
with you there
and the way the air curled itself against us,
the taste of it on our tongues
when we howled at the moon,
there was no world
except this one, this world we created
lost beneath branches.
and i knew that even if we,
like wolves, were to devour that love,
it would still exist somewhere in our blood steam.
- the dust dances too
To this day,
my emotions are a Rubix Cube
with too many colors.
The last time
I cried in front of another human being
I apologized for making them uncomfortable.
Every time I hear “I love you”
I put a question mark at the end.
I’m an awful mechanic,
but somehow I’m still better
at fixing cars
I’ve punched holes in walls,
but the ones I’ve built around me
are still in perfect condition.