The God Awful Truth

Sometimes I'm just tired. We don't get snow days here, we don't get it's too hot to exist days, we don't get any sort of understanding for the weather, the weight of the world, or the cracks in the sidewalks. Most of us didn't even choose to live here. So if you're wondering what's wrong - really and truly, I'm just so tired. 

I hope you're sleeping better where you are. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Wolves Run Right To the Weeping Horizon

It's possible I was one of the first people to wish you "happy birthday" this year, just as it's entirely possible I'll be the last. I don't know what you got up to, but I know we're watching the same sky change from blue to pink to purple - just like we did last year. Maybe instead of taking you out for coffee we should go for cotton candy and pop rocks. It's okay if you don't understand why. 

Happy Birthday, Friend. 

I can't wait to see you again. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Tiles Know the Truth Too

Today someone gave me a handmade gift - perfect for me. It's clear they know me well and sometimes I wonder how well I really know them in turn. Anyway, I took that gift on an adventure and wondered about you the whole time. Maybe we all need to shake out our blankets and begin again.

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Resolutions Stick This Time

If only you could understand how vital it is for me to stop apologizing for breathing - maybe then we could be friends again. 

-Sincerely,

Bluejay

The Way Time Twists and Turns

Today the ghost on my wrist got a taste of what it's like to have a friend on my shoulder. Yesterday the ghost I pretended to be asked me what haunting is supposed to be like. And I'm sure tomorrow I'll finally have the strength to find out where the phantoms have been hiding all this time. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Reflections on Improbable Surfaces

I felt popular for the first time in a long time today. You'd have been proud. Maybe you have been all this time. I don't really know anymore. But I've done enough peopling, facing forward, and pretending now I'm going to hide under the covers until the sun is warm enough to melt this ice on my windowsill.

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Lies we Tell Ourselves

We all have to pretend we're something we're not from time to time. Today I think I'll be a pirate. Go sailing, imagine what it's like to hold a handful of gems out into the sun, and scream profanities into a sky that changes even more often than my mood. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Subtle Ways Time Stops

Happy Happy Birthday 

Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could go back there to celebrate this one? With our pops of color, the brilliant tree house, and all that insane inspiration lingering so easily? I hope the new story is filled with bright laughter, glittery sparkles, and big dreams. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Pages Don't Turn themselves

I keep re-reading the same books over and over again, wondering when the words are going to mean anything new at all. I do that with all your letters and postcards too, in case you were wondering. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Clouds Bring Us Closer

Isn't it funny how the sky looks damn near the same no matter where you look?

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Kettle Needs to be Replaced Though

 

Sometimes we stay in and make tea instead of coffee, leave the windows open just enough to let a few of the raindrops in, and stay in our pajamas on a Wednesday. 

Because we can. Because this is what we call being alive. Or maybe in love. Because we are both. 

And even if it doesn't always feel like it, I want to remember this. That. All of it. 

The Breadcrumbs will Never be Enough

I've updated all my photos, I've cleaned up everything pretending to be a website, and I've been keeping up with all the things and all the places and all the promises. And you still haven't found me anywhere yet this year. I know there's still time, I know you're still doing alright, but I am beginning to see that you'll never miss me the way I miss you. 

-Sincerely,

Bluejay

The Things You Never Outgrow

What you probably don't remember is this photo was taken on a Monday not so different from today. The new year was upon us, the drinks couldn't keep themselves hot long enough, and there truly wasn't ever going to be enough color to brighten up that room either. 

We were supposed to call today, but life got in the way of living. Or rather, sleep and dinner and chores kept us from getting to talk. I know I'll hear from you again soon and it's all going to be okay, but I can't help but wonder if we need the same warning now that we did then: 

enjoy every second because you're going to be separated again soon. And who knows when you'll find your way back. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The World Grows from Within

Today's the kind of day for admiring the world from your bedroom window, for buying yourself flowers to be delivered, making soup, and rewatching movies you've already seen three dozen times. I don't feel very well and I know I'm the only one who can change that. 

Hope things are nicer where you are, but if not, you can rest too. I promise. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Best Way to Borrow Mary Oliver's Idea

This month the Reading with BlueJay book club is reading this wonderful collection of essays, poetry, and musings. It's free to join and there are creative prompts, conversational deep dives, and of course amazing laughs in every meeting! 

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If hunger is a god you better believe sleep is too. And baby, neither of us are nearly as devoted to either as we should be. Why don't you have dinner with me and spend the night again?

-Sincerely,

Bluejay

The Sad, Terrible, Grim News

I know not everything can last forever, but I will in fact grieve this chapter right alongside the likes of Jared, Kinnedy, and of course, the original ghost. 

-Sincerely

BlueJay

P.s. Cards O'Glee will have a brick and mortar shop through the end of February - if you happen to be in the area, definitely stop by. 

The Great Zuzu Zimbabwe Zoe-Zee

It may be your birthday, but you're never too old for good books, stories with healthy reminders to play, and a little extra color. 

May this one bring you adventure, growth, and memories that last even after Time reaches out. 

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Ghosts Send Themselves Globally

 

I'm sending my secrets to strangers I met on the internet again. Maybe it's because you don't answer when I call anymore, maybe it's because this is the only way to prove to the world that I am indeed a pure, trueborn, talented poet. 

Maybe it's something else entirely. 

Can you call please?

-Sincerely,

BlueJay

The Chill Runs so Deep I Forget Who I am Sometimes

Sometimes, I feel like a ghost when I read my own work. I wonder if  you ever feel that way or if you've always been so sure of yourself and the things that you're doing you've never known anything other than confidence. 

It's cold, the decorations are still up, and the haunting will probably never leave my bones, but happy new year and welcome back and I hope to see you again soon. For brighter days and warmer memories. 

Sincerely,

BlueJay