Hanging in the Balance
I figure…who doesn’t need a laugh on Monday mornings? Besides, intensity is only part of the story…quack quack
A Shield for the Void
The Tabloid of…(post here)
For a smile once lost in the shadows…
Now a rejection of nothing matters…
A long, steep climb out the window,
to reimagine the internal rafters.
A clean mirror that looks messy. A messy mind that looks clean…
This is a self-portrait I took nearly two years ago in the Hotel Nacional de Cuba. There were things I really liked about it, well I liked everything about it except my face. I thought it looked weird so I kept it to myself. Then one day I said, f*ck it! Sometimes my face just looks weird-maybe most of the time. So what…
Bringing the suffocated and submerged pieces to the surface, so that they may finally breathe. Full post here.
Calming the Mind Cramps (blog here)
Some Place Really Burrow in the Bones
You’re so Mirrored
Equal parts catharsis and anxiety
The Wave (poem here)
Ocean Verse (poem here)
Today…Yesterday…Tomorrow #2 (poem here)
Today…Yesterday…Tomorrow (poem here)
Flip Side (poem here)
Untitled (words here)
Inside the Wormhole of Why
“Winter’s Back” poem here.
No less than a dream remembered…
Without subtle-tea, there is no mystery.
Curled all up
In blinking towers.
Dresser top Dreamin’
Libra’s dark…Libra’s light
The Burden of curtains
“Anyway” blog here.
Be the shelter, be the storm…
Hardwired to be soft…
Monday’s attempt at Good Morning
Flowers for Alice
“Sting, ‘stang, stung
afraid to swim, afraid to sink…
Let it become…
“Moonlight Flight” a self-portrait taken with moonlight as the only light source.
So far, so close
unnumb (blog here)
Standing strong> standing tall (blog here)
BEWARE THE BURRO