http://theroseroom.net/ the room at your left at the top of the dark stairs en-us amy@ratula.net 2009-12-07T19:07:54-06:00 daily 1 2000-01-01T12:00+00:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000471.html I have two distinct sets of memories of driving to school with my dad. The happier set is from my college years, when he lugged me back and forth from campus. He would leave work on Friday, sometimes before 5:00... 471@http://theroseroom.net/ 2009-12-07T19:07:54-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000469.html Boo to you! This year, we are adding a new twist to the fun. Instead of a costume contest we are going to make things just as creative but a little more macabre. So, let your morbid side show and... 469@http://theroseroom.net/ Halloween 2009-09-23T19:44:17-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000468.html I drowned and died Saving a phantom Who herself had drowned During childhood... 468@http://theroseroom.net/ Under the window 2009-09-15T19:07:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000463.html My sisters and I have convinced ourselves that at least half of our parents are gifted with a mild brain-stem disorder. This, we feel, accounts for their inability to recognize many social norms, let alone conform to them. ‘Disorder,’ we... 463@http://theroseroom.net/ Under the window 2009-01-13T07:25:10-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000460.html I need a fucking cigarette. I never “need” a cigarette. I’ve never been addicted to nicotine/tobacco, or anything else you can inhale. I started smoking my second Junior year of college and smoked semi-regularly socially for the next 2 years.... 460@http://theroseroom.net/ At the desk 2008-10-09T19:27:52-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000443.html In the storybook In the dollhouse In the alcove By the stairs Broken fingers Shattered inkwell Leaves of paper Everywhere... 443@http://theroseroom.net/ Secret passageway 2007-12-07T19:07:34-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000430.html I feel as though I’ve written this before, but I can’t find it. This occurred before I was in school, so I think I was about 4 years old. We had an air conditioner in our room, my sister and... 430@http://theroseroom.net/ On the bed 2007-08-29T00:07:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000426.html At one point it became very important for me to acquire towels and sheets and other linens. Important in a way which marked my comfort level as a person – enough fluffy towels in my closet would indicate I had... 426@http://theroseroom.net/ Inside the closet 2007-07-26T19:07:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000423.html I post this trying to kick my own ass into gear. Write, goddamn it, ya bum. Before you get called boring again. ****** It was all white, except for the hot pink padded shoulders. Hot pink or fuchsia – one... 423@http://theroseroom.net/ At the desk 2007-07-07T23:29:58-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000451.html Remember these with me: My pretty's arms, all cut up. The sly toilet goblin. Our reflections - skin pink, skin green. You in a stupor. A visible vapor. Pretty boys in pretty dresses with heels higher than mine, higher than... 451@http://theroseroom.net/ Under the window 2007-06-22T07:07:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000410.html I could finally cross Experience’s door Slap on muddy war-paint, understanding. When before I forgave Those years hours days Now, I ask – how could you? My nucleus, my radiant love A firefly gasping in an un-holed jar How could... 410@http://theroseroom.net/ Under the window 2007-05-10T19:00:25-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000402.html An apartment, obviously shared by three people who don’t have a lot of money, or a lot of time to spend at home. All are aged somewhere between 25-35. Fairly nondescript as far as looks, style, etc. Mike is slightly... 402@http://theroseroom.net/ At the desk 2007-03-08T19:00:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000397.html And now As a new love is born I often wish It was just the two of us Without you... 397@http://theroseroom.net/ Under the window 2006-12-29T07:07:07-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000385.html We volunteered A promise - a unity Merging means My partner - my self Purchasing our home Growing - ivy into brick Natural and structural Moments and years As words lose the Timbre of feeling What is love And what... 385@http://theroseroom.net/ Inside the closet 2006-07-17T19:00:00-06:00 http://theroseroom.net/archives/000380.html lilacs small birdbath wood bucket fuschia... 380@http://theroseroom.net/ Northern cottage 2006-06-14T19:07:00-06:00