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If Only I Had Met You Sooner
Read more: If Only I Had Met You SoonerYou make me want to write sad love songs And lay underneath the weight of the rain. Tears falling as I am reminded by the depth of your meeting me at. How is it that I’m already mourning the loss of you? Every first touch your fingers take on my longing layers feels like the…
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I Built A Panic Room In My Imagination
Read more: I Built A Panic Room In My ImaginationI often sit with my own thoughts and wonder what good this is really doing. I have a habit of creating mountains out of mole hills and fairy dust out of fallen ash. I can create entire worlds so far removed from this currently reality, and I feel so much safer there. Delusions of separateness…
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The Existential Artichoke
Read more: The Existential ArtichokeWhere am I? Who am I? I don’t feel like I belong. The people, places, things that I’m surrounded with feel so foreign and unfamiliar to me. This is where I’ve been for 21 years. You’d think that I would grow accustomed to my environment by now. But, every ounce of my being is telling…
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Happy and Well
Read more: Happy and WellHappy and well I thought I’d never tell my mother that I’m grateful to be alive. Through pits and patters my heart has shattered and has led me to get in the car and drive. A fresh start is what I’ve desired Using escape to ascend higher For I have so much hurt in my…
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Head In The Clouds
Read more: Head In The CloudsIn school I was known as that one really friendly girl. They also labeled me the overly sensitive girl as they saw my trembling body cower in insecurity and fear anytime I was looked at for too long. Anxiety exploded out of me like a violent volcanic eruption when the teacher called on me to…
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30 Years…
Read more: 30 Years…Click, click, click… My shoulder’s movement reels back in the memory like an old school film at the cinema. The thing is, my body didn’t get caught up to speed with the fact that these images on the big screen, the intrusive surround sound blaring through the speakers, are all but a distant memory being…
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The Threat of Transparency
Read more: The Threat of TransparencyAs I sit with you I notice your energy ask mine to dance. You are not aware of this exchange but I can see the whole thing unfold before my eyes. A polite bow and an extension of the hand lures my energy straight into your grasp. Holding my energy in close, we sway back…
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Stuck
Read more: StuckStuck I’m stuck Even writing anything past this point takes excruciating effort. I feel like I’m meant to be an artist, I mean I’m depressed and shit. Deeply disturbed. The problem is I’m stuck in a ceaseless identity search. I don’t know who I am so how can I create art from this unknowing place?…
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Winter Woes
Read more: Winter WoesIt is storming all over the country today. Rain clouds are swelling across the sky dripping moisture and melancholy and it’s soaking everything I see. I feel the inertia in the air, the world seemingly at a stand still as we wait for the gray and gloomy days to pass. Everything is so quiet, too…
