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jillian

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About Me



"I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell // bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my bail // It's like Attica '67 when they, closed the jail // be careful, but promote yo'selves that's what they told me..."

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"Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love" - Rumi

My Blog

encuentro

1.striking the chords of my ancestors down incoamo y ponce, puerto rico,the songs they sung tosave their face, to imagine seeing their children once more with  a full head of hair & endless p...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Nov 2006 23:05:00 GMT

A better place, a better time.

I met someone. then he turned out to be no good for me. Then I met someone else. And he told me he's borderline falling in love with me. He's twenty years old (so was the first guy). My mom's okay wit...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 19:41:00 GMT

false hope and pancakes

I thought I beat out false hope in an    underground boxing match arranged by God himself as a last chance at salvation kinda deal; He came knocking at my door yesterday afternoon, though, c...
Posted by on Sat, 27 May 2006 11:19:00 GMT

awkward dreams

there are dreamsjust over the coast of Gdansk     that are screaming to be heldand fumbled between sheets  like any good woman wants to be like any good hope comes t...
Posted by on Sat, 13 May 2006 21:44:00 GMT

making time.

I have just read a poem by Cummings' that made me realize, I haven't had time in my life to stop, for even a few minutes, and read a few lines of poetry that will send chills down my spine; I never st...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 23:39:00 GMT

getting higher

there is something floating through the air a current i just can't put my finger on it's brightness and murals colliding in capillaries red in case you didn't know a lie is a lie, up down, backwards a...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Feb 2006 03:35:00 GMT

i give up [on these words].

words that trace themselves on my skin like fingertips that chase eachother around my bare waist that is screaming these words; and these words grow through my nails and my pores, they seep onto my...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 10:55:00 GMT

something to do with it

sometimes I head home, and I never get there. Sometimes I drive in circles until I can't go any further. Sometimes I pause and let the universe continue on around me, and sometimes, I really just don'...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jan 2006 23:35:00 GMT

interchangeable parts.

So this morning I woke up late. I had a class at 10:50, and I rolled out of bed around 10. Keep in mind, my insecurities don't let me leave the house in under half an hour, and it takes me ten minutes...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Nov 2005 19:17:00 GMT

all that we've fought for;

On the 17th of October I had eighteen months clean. I figured that's a good enough excuse to make a post. Anyway, I need to say how great life is. maybe you think it gets old, me talking about how m...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 18:46:00 GMT