This mourning I wrote, then sang, spoke and painted, after waking too soon from a tumultuous dream. All in all a good day. xo
Anorexia
Hunger hurts but starving works when it costs too much to love.- Fiona Apple
Mortal Garden
Two roads diverged in an Uber wood We took the path Untralleved by A thoughtless daughter and invisible son To meet agents of change For melted rice and revolt A pastoral professor, street prophet, cat woman, stray man and hungry ghost Seeking more than fajitas and reign We, the parched people Do disdain Injured injustice…Read more Mortal Garden
Dear Marsha,
How do we build a life worth living?Professor of behavioral psychiatry and director of Research and Therapy at the University of Washington in Seattle, Marsha Linehan is the founder of a clinical intervention called Dialectical Behavior Therapy, or DBT; a tool that has helped many people hammer their way out of hell, including Marsha. Building…Read more Dear Marsha,
Descend
Prose and cons Concealed as blind concern Don't bother raging Against a dying light Stubborn old Rude, greedy, volatile pathology You are a living nightmare Lay down Quietly Consummate the darkness With the second nature of your invisible skin Bury the of hope of truth with the persistence of restricted silence A safer bet than…Read more Descend
Sweet Nothing
The Gum Wall (do not chew on this) Say a word for Jimmy Brown He ain't got nothing at all -Sweet Nuthin' Velvet Underground We need fantasy to survive because reality's too difficult.- Lady Gaga PTSD turned 40 this year but it's still acting like a teenager; defiant, cliquey, hormonal and a little bit selfish.…Read more Sweet Nothing
Debated Devotion
God blesses those who patiently endure testing and temptation. Afterward they receive the crown of life that god had promised to those who love him. -James 1:12 Thanks for sharing these babe. I think James was a sadist and sometimes his book is used as propaganda to fuel Christian codependence, the exploitation of poor and…Read more Debated Devotion
Behind a Glass Wall
Dreams are deferred for all kinds of reasons; historical oppression, systemic greed, lack of resources, confidence, trust, motivation, sleep. At various points in my life I’ve assumed certain comforts and goals were unattainable for people like me; poor and spoiled. Not the ‘silver spoon in mouth’ kind of spoiled, but the rotten egg, inherently worthless,…Read more Behind a Glass Wall
Elevate
Last year's mantra was janky doesn't live here. In the Year of Perfect Vision we rise. We refuse to wear masks and play games. We keep everything we do and say out in the open. We light up the dark with truth. -2 Corinthians 4 xo
Post-Traumatic Propaghandi
No, it's not a song, though, as usual this over chewed thought was inspired by music. In spite of everything, or maybe because of it, I love to sing and dance. (I like their name and some of their lyrics but don't like loud, fast, vegan punk rock, in general.) Quick aside: I'm sorry for…Read more Post-Traumatic Propaghandi
Surrender
The Oak Bluffs house from the attic bedroom We laid the ground Before the fall Tacking soft padding Under thin polyester skin A metal press Like irons Shoved her into quiet corners Flaying flesh Flushed Insatiable hunger Taken under ground Palpitations Like some bored Proverbial bird Enough already Getting ready to be ready Didn't you…Read more Surrender
Born in Providence 