Well, I wasn't kidding. This is a Frida Kahlo inspired self-portrait of me as Mother Earth. Time Capsule 2011
The time I channeled that Frida Kahlo Energy.
Grab a Bowl
I have soo much more wonderfulness to post. I was super excited last night because I found a USB key from my childhood with writing pieces on it. Just Words was a piece I wrote two years ago; I feel like I've opened a time capsule. I'll be posting more soon.
A postcard never pulled us apart and I wonder if you left just to blame the distance.
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Grab a Bowl
Go to your kitchen right now and grab the biggest bowl you can find. I mean salad bowls, a casserole dish, your bathtub will do: I have the most amazing thing for you tomorrow. So amazing I had to prepare you a day ahead of time. It's written and its wonderful. l/r
I can fall into you and sleep; nuzzled up against your heart- I’ve never heard such a beauty beat.
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I wasn’t strange I was languid and in need of love. Polluted, I am torn and still in love with you.
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Media: An excerpt from Porridge: A Memoir
Media We are a bundle of reasons no one will understand, Ever read, ever question, ever believe. We are molded by external factors And false rewards And we drop our purpose at the feet of the industry, Because we are stuck in a cave where our successes are objects, Things and items. We daydream As... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
I wrote this last night while I was studying philosophy.
Famous Last Words 