dedicated hermit seeks grey-eyed german prince.

must love hide-and-seek and letter-writing.

experience with ponytails preferred

but not essential as training will be given.

must have own umbrella.

things i found i'd written in the little red notebook:

1.

and sleigh rides will never be popular in your town
so you might as well be living
in black and white and
only come alive in the bedroom.

i miss you

my profile is haunted.
three times now it has tried to portray me as an accountant from afghanistan.
also,
my dashboard thing is in german.
i bet if it were a room
it would be unnaturally cold.

• i love jess, the telepathic twin
• one can't be weeping over schubert all of the time
• and the days grow short
• slim in berlin
• squealing for a living
• imagining that mr giles works there
• colossal youth
• sleeping outside the chatty cathy caravan
• yellow pen reveals
• miniature cat's smaller brother
• robert
• vouchers stay vouchers
• yesterday i rediscovered a freckle
• big fat dahlias under the sea
• you don't have to be a music lover to be moved by jungle drums
• medicine is the best medicine
• stravinsky's symphony of song armwrestling carl orff''s carmina burana

unfinished


can we have a bit of hush
for an unknown ache
and other fables;

one girl asking
permission for a hair cut,
packing her horse into a suitcase,
name stitched into
everything she owns
preparing to be a
ghost this evening;

one girl a guerilla
only held up by bows
on her shoes,
apologising in her sleep
and strung
like too-early
christmas lights.