Monday, November 24, 2008


the first time i slept next to you
i was amazed by your stillness

breeding mosquitoes
with your lakes

i could die slowly, i could eat glass
but only if you are there
and sighing a little

Tuesday, November 4, 2008


through inductive reasoning
i learned that if i apologized to you, i would get a response

i couldn't move you

i wanted you to wash up like a frozen baby mammoth
i wanted to unfreeze you so that you could finally walk away

Thursday, September 4, 2008


i can't write a poem about you without mentioning the fact that you are homeless
you smelled the new sleeping bag as i drove away

Wednesday, August 20, 2008


i remember this commercial i had
i mean dream

Friday, July 25, 2008


we were on the floor
the window was bigger than you both ways
your arm span and your height
the window was bigger or something
you wanted to touch all parts of the window

i said "aren't you glad we're not in the sky looking down at all of the things on earth, we would be bored in the sky"
you said "you think about things too much"

Wednesday, July 2, 2008


in a beauty magazine i saw a dog wearing a wig
and i thought, "animal cruelty" and "i bet the dog didn't like that"
i don't want to offend anyone

my guitar teacher said that people give human qualities
to animals too often and it makes the humans afraid
with large eyes

he said when you are snorkeling and you see a barracuda
it probably is not thinking about shark week on discovery channel

Monday, June 30, 2008


a few minutes ago i had a panic attack
i saw a minivan full of people who i didn't really want to see
i said blunt things to them and my behavior surprised them
they probably think i am "inappropriate"
i feel destructive
i want to go to the pool and wreck havoc on everyone
i just want to curl up somewhere with someone's cold arms on me


at my first therapy appointment a few years ago, i wondered what to wear because i didn't want to seem "too crazy" but my sense of style is eclectic naturally

i didn't like that doctor very much, only i didn't know it then
because she was the first
i had no one to compare her to
i stared at the Persian rug in the office and laughed out loud
sitting right across from her


when i was little my brother and i were fighting
i don't remember why we were fighting
it was probably over a toy
or sharing something
he chased me up the stairs
i flattened myself against a pillow on the bed
i pretended to cry
he said, "jillian, it's ok"
and i turned to him quickly
and revealed my hands-
i made the "if you look at this, you're gay" sign with my hands
my right pointer finger was pressed in the middle of my left palm
my brother screamed
he was dumbfounded
he screamed again
we didn't know why, we didn't know what gay is
my best friend is gay
my neighbor is gay
my gay best friend has millions of gay friends
on myspace

one of my friend's little brothers is at the stage now where he calls everything gay
"not gay as in you like a man," he says
"gay as in you're stupid"