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Midnight Special
Let the midnight special Shine a light on me. Let the midnight special Shine a ever-lovin' light on me- Lead Belly The dream wasn't about a train at first. Regardless, repetitive lyrics drowned out any dialogue as if my subconscious were dictating a script. The Midnight Special was a train that used to pass by…Read more Midnight Special
What the Fork?
Quora question: If anorexia is considered an illness, why isn't obesity? My answer: Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels except brownies, pizza, gravy, mashed potatoes, cake, ice cream and life. Anorexia Nervosa is classified as an eating disorder in the DSM; the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders. Anorexia is intentional self-starvation. In…Read more What the Fork?
Joy De’spite
Jaune ballon In spite of me Crooked crook Being Disjointed joined the day Seized in confining Paralysis A permanently paused life We wanted to count two Beyond limitations To taste life, like you To touch life, like you Walking, talking, living Free The unintended rebellion Jaune ballon Perched on the warm breeze towards a heaven…Read more Joy De’spite
The Scream
The point is not to frighten people with ideas or images. Fear is an interpretation of what is. Truth is. Absolutes have no agenda. In the context of our constructs light can be manipulated to cast shadows of anything. I'd painted a variation in high school after realizing I'd grown fur and was finding beautifully…Read more The Scream
Cardboard Box
The mint mouthwash and vitamin C On Sunday mornings signified Return to cinder On the burning street They'd take her food, sleep, peace Possibilities She'd come to collect in the blaring porch light gathering plastic baggage Under the stares And familiar scent of a cold cheek Everything we store away must be addressed Return to…Read more Cardboard Box
Balancé
Waltz, two three BalancĂ© Between extreme polarities Screaming right and wrong A little of this or that A soundless, graceful shift from here to there Set to ancient music Disturbed By condemnation of discernment The I in ignorance Fearing to lose that which cannot be lost Temporally misplaced Where have I put them? Where could…Read more BalancĂ©
Hideaway Inn
If the Social Contract were a song it might be Hotel California; you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave. The theme has strung itself through several nights of sleeping stories for months or maybe longer. Last nights motel room had two exits protecting a tired truth in a locked cabinet under…Read more Hideaway Inn
Baby It’s Cold Outside
Some people love winter. I get it. You ski and have 100 Pinterest boards dedicated to Hygge featuring cozy cabins, soup recipes, arm knitted scarves, steaming mugs topped with cinnamon sticks, majestic landscapes draped in white, glittering fondant. Chimneys, sleds and icicles make you nostalgic. There's even a special drawer for your collection of mittens.…Read more Baby It’s Cold Outside
Ease on Down the Road
"What you will see is love coming out of the trees, love coming out of the sky, love coming out of the light. You will percieve love from everything around you. This is the state of bliss."- Don Miguel Ruiz
Born in Providence 