Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 22
July 23, 2013
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SMILE.It’s like medication for your heart.
July 21, 2013
Wretched Darling
Nine stories below, he watches her fly— through the glass and steel high-rise—gracefully, passionately with a fierce air of defiance and mockery in each turn. She was a wicked girl with a heart so large one could never digest it’s full proximity. He loved her for it. He loved the way she made him love […]
July 16, 2013
Cookie-Cutter Baby
She’s a cookie-cutter baby living in the Paradise of cities with the cookie-cutter education and the cookie-cutter hobbies. She’s a cookie-cutter doll with a cookie-cutter Country Club. She has a cookie-cutter body made of sugar, butter and money; a cookie-cutter brain and a cookie-cutter heart. She’s white, pale, vanilla —stale; designed to play the role […]
July 14, 2013
to kiss a sociopath
Everyone should kiss a sociopath, Or, love a dragon. But only once, and not for long— or he will cut you with his fangs and you will bleed.
July 13, 2013
Not Bothering
When you don’t drink there is nothing to do and no where to go and no one to meet. I just walk along the rows of books at the library becoming friends with legendary verses, historic stories, and Greek poetry. I read ‘The Notebook of Leonardo da Vinci’, and flip through books on politics and […]
Courage
It is in the darkness of this solitude that my soul finds all courage.
July 12, 2013
CAN
You are the ‘T’, hanging for dear life, at the end of my ‘Can’. You overshadow the ‘N’, reshape the ‘A’, and mock the ‘C’. Without you— we are invincible. But you keep grabbing on, rerouting the ride and dragging us down. I say, ‘Can’, you say ‘Can’t‘ but I CAN if you can’t —so […]
July 9, 2013
“You have failed…”
… she shouted, triumphantly parading around me like a pixie-plastic-knockoffbarbie doll. (She, so enthralled by my endeavors— what a bore !) I walked off silently, knowing— she had not the courage which violently drove me to push gut out of heart— into head, out of head, into pen… pushing me forward again and again (no […]
June 25, 2013
If Only She Were Ugly
If she were ugly, she could understand the depth of my obsession. Birthed into physical perfection, she fights an endless battle she never wanted. What most gloss over as normal, I praise as the most special. I see strength. Power, that pushes her to endure a struggle for recognition and respect she deserves. Masked by […]
June 19, 2013
If I wanted your brain…
..I wouldn’t have bitten into your heart. —Cinnamon Colette
