15
Aug
09

i heart minnie….

11
Aug
09

several

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i ate peaches in the park
smoked countless cigarettes
kicked bottles at my feet
emptied bottles at my feet
made a ocean of my tears
saw the water
dove in
while swimming
i floated by old loves
some waving
others drowning
my mache heart floating behind me
22 year old me
she is laughing
raw
isolated
sarcastic
under water
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wild hair
chain smoking
witty
drinking wine
laughing
finger curling me towards her
she leads me to
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on land
crying
with her partner jack
wrinkled unfamiliar clothes
straight hair
silent
eyes a little dim
scratches on her face
i stopped in front of her
feel the thickness of her hair
kiss her tears
run my fingers over her bruises
light red prints around her neck
fingertips closing her bloodshot eyes
i hug her
whisper secrets
she points towards
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she is confident
her eyes aged
the light is back on
she clutches her journal tightly
the words sold
inscribed on this journal
she is smiling
and pregnant
with love
behind her
stands what she has been waiting for
eyes clear

04
Feb
09

who brings rapid change and aids us in both inner and outer transformation

oyamadrugawlg-11sometimes i find myself in whirlwinds of my own thoughts,
need a recorder to replay the moments,
fierce within eyes
pushing urgency through smiles,
stop-moment-stop- live,
the tormented artist
out of darkness comes words tattooed across my pillow
fingers tracing braille

31
Jan
09

Deniece Williams – Free

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This song is part of my love for music…as a child, my mom played deniece williams albums, when she cleaned, cooked, sitting with me…. something i find myself doing now *you do turn into your parents afterwhile*( minus sitting with a child)…her voice, the lyrics, flashback to my childhood….enjoy

31
Jan
09

woooooo……

copy_of_blackorpheus22i decided to start a blog with random thoughts…… southside girl, lived in the era when nerds were not cool(being one) wildcat, in love with literature, photos, music, everyone, sometimes i give the finger to my neighbors, well, a lot, only in my head, hee hee, rambling, insomniac, very direct- sometimes scary, have only been in love twice, infatuated numerous times, a writer, i look over my astrological chart daily (to understand madness) got bills…..hmmmmmm trying to stop smoking, advocate, trance dancer….i kid i kid……shimmier….loves sad love songs…terrible temper (disclaimer: it takes a lot)….beer drinker….yawning…am i boring myself…lived in new york twice…no third charm…i wish i could use scanners on numerous individuals….ummm…obsessed with kings of leon…seriously…maybe because they are church boys…..became a zombie in new york….Chicago brought me back to life…




Quotes

Marge Piercy- the real writer is one who really writes. Talent is an invention like phlogiston after the fact of fire. Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved.

 

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