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Posted in Love with tags , , , , , , on July 16, 2010 by Sara Lilly

I’ve been unmistakably happier recently. I’ve had a good week. I’ve spent every night this week with my friends doing nothing but sitting and talking around coffee, burgers (veggie of course!) and hookah. Life’s good when you have companions and those things.

So I put the topic as love because I love so passionately as I’ve already mentioned a dozen times in this blog that no one reads. I was telling my friend who I drink tea with on Sunday nights that sometimes I feel the only being who gives me the passionate love I share, is God. Divine love. Maybe God and my mother. But aren’t mothers kind of like gods on Earth for humans?  Sure, our fathers helped make us but our mothers brought us here.

Thinking about motherhood in that way makes me want babies. Not now–oh God, not now. Besides, I’d actually need a little thing called a husband first.



Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on April 14, 2010 by Sara Lilly

I dance in the clouds

With waving rhythmic hands

And speak the stories I have longed

To utter in all my dreams to ears

Who are finally eager to hear

Of honest anguish, grief and passion

Subtle hopes and longing compassion

On a Tuesday, I sit

And this is my prayer.

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I smoked hookah for the first time today. I coughed like a maniac, drank an entire bottle of water and felt nauseous. But now, I am a devirginized hookah smoker. Woot. My friend told me everyone feels queasy at first.