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Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 11:23:00 GMT |
Up to this point I had moved once or twice a year out of pure boredom. |
I wrote this for Sun Magazine...but missed the deadline.It took me two months but I finally unpacked my new apartment. Every piece of art, every book, every memory of my twenty four year old life was...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Nov 2008 14:01:00 GMT |
So I signed up for my first Art Fair! |
Pretty exciting. Details are below if you want to come! There will be other artists/jewelry makers/crafter's/ etc. there as well as food and music. So come on out!Walden Artistan Market!Saturday No...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Oct 2008 08:30:00 GMT |
Not forgotten, but chosen. |
I realized today that being forgotten really means being chosen. I have spent way too much time feeling sorry for others and myself whom I feel have been forgotten, when really they were uniquely cho...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 15:36:00 GMT |
I am a wild animal. |
I am a wild animal. You fence me in because you fear me.Though I will bite if necessary, I am more prone to retreat.I will run back to my hidden home, robbing the world of my beauty.If you sit still a...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 18:57:00 GMT |
You have given me plenty, but I crave more. |
An impulse. A desire.I cannot resist the taste of you on my lips as I lick you with my eyes.Unashamed. Knowing what I want and getting it.No apologies. No questions. Let's just be.Let me savor that lo...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 15:24:00 GMT |
I could focus with all of my senses |
When I first heard the phrase, listen to your life, I immediately let out a deep sigh of relief. The concept, still premature in my mind, brought me almost immediate peace. Having lived with it now ...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:37:00 GMT |
Instead, I will wait. |
Passerby's notice,You never do. I could bow out gracefully.Instead, I will wait. He holds my hand,You never have.I could let go peacefully.Instead, I will wait. The things I long for,You never will.I...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 21:01:00 GMT |
My roots are forever deepening, allowing my reach to extend ever higher. |
SELF - PASTA darker soul could not be found. My life was nothing but a series of prison cells. Each cell held captive a different, ever covered in shame, secret. The outside of my personal prison w...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 20:53:00 GMT |
You reach effortlessly what I squirm to even see. |
There are days when I extend myself as far as I can.My 5'2 frame can only stretch so much.Please don't ask me to go where I can't reach.Your shadow of potential taunts me from the corners of my mind.Y...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Dec 2007 19:08:00 GMT |
