this is a riot, it started years ago
and will go on tomorrow
is yesterday more innocent, because then we were on
a carousel ride, being Phoebe and not Holden, yet

-c.j.

everlyn is sitting in front of me taking the test and I can't help but think when I leave in a week there will be new dreams and I will be both young and old and everyone will sing happy birthday even friends of friends whom I've never met
but then everlyn's pencil drops and so does my cloud of thought

-c.j.

rumours spread that medusa has starry eyes
the kind that embrace the others' before turning them to stone

-c.j.

tell me what to write in my journal
give me an overdose of kisses, admire my red lips and how they speak of winter
light a candle for me, I am coming back
when we fell in the vineyard and realised you're all I need
draw my name between two points, alpha and omega
remember that you are loved despite your faults, as you love me, the more faulty one

-c.j.

her name was anastasia and she was born under a dark star
the royal family fled from the fire, but for her it was too late
princess of russia, whose fate was so bad, girls everywhere
still claim to be her, take her identity
(how can this be? mine is empty)

-c.j.

some mornings I can't stop humming "seven nation army" and tapping mercilessly on the desk
it reminds me of when I used to think, well, I'll just see you when we're not both so emotional, even if I was head over heels in love

it reminds me of when people like you filled the heavens, whose veins are blue and angelic, while mine are just creases
does it remind you of the time you said I think I like you?
I've seen horizon after horizon through windows of this summer house, but what can I say about their beauty compared to yours?

-c.j.

don't bring me downtown with those cool kids
I'm sick of your habits and calling him charming when he isn't
it's over, I don't want to be a pretty body on fire
I'm leaving this self-entitled empire

-c.j.