It's okay to be tired yet not able to sleep at night. It's okay to avoid the dark when it comes and light candles in a every corner to escape her. But eventually the lights will go out and you won't be ready and in that moment give up all control and let the darkness have its day.
I catch myself sliding in the midst of happy things. Suddenly everything is grey and dull and the girls are talking without me. When did I become wall paper?
Go forth, with dignity and optimism with love and kindness with hope. Go forth, knowing that you are strong but can, and will, become stronger, wiser, happier, better. Go forth with star in your eyes, dreams in your head and ambition in your hands. Remember, as much as New Years are known for their "new... Continue Reading →
I think it's about time that I speak about the birth of Head in the Sky: the collage series that dominates this blog. I think over the years I, myself, have been working through the thematic and purpose of making characters; Their styles and thematic has evolved so much since their creation and I thought... Continue Reading →
To Whom it May Concern, Amoung all the things that bother me about this ending, I have to admit that I am most bothered by your willingness to let it end. In most books that I've read, every ending comes after a great fight, or catharsis, that knots together loose strings. But this one came after a... Continue Reading →
You wake up in the morning to a text message that asks your permission in allowing a friend to get a line of your poetry tattooed. I didn't cry but I will when I see it. I'm so happy my work affected someone so much.
I like the way your mouth moves when you lie to me: Mocking the shapes of truth. Your tongue's best quality Was how it could seduce Me, and tamper with my innards Like a lion playing with his food. I like the way you hold my hand although I know you can't feel your fingertips-... Continue Reading →