amo cucinare |
the colors of my heritage, red, white, and green, run through my veins. when it comes to eating, however, the eagle disappears from the flag, leaving it italian. i guess mexican food isn't a big deal ...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 05:44:00 PST |
restless hours |
insomnia was visited upon me last night. it was accompanied by all the creativity that has probably eluded me the past couple of unproductive years. it was at an inappropriate hour, as i was trying to...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 04:14:00 PST |
to cry. |
i know you somewhat understand what it means to be so happy, you cry. and yet, it baffles you.i'm so deeply thankful, and incredibly happy, that the tears flow out of me. then again, i'm pretty damn s...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Sat, 21 Jun 2008 04:46:00 PST |
like fire |
voracious.sometimes i wonder if i should be frightened by how ravenous i can be. for you. the passion oozes out like heavy, liquid metal.sometimes i am with you, beholding you, and i am a lak...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Wed, 28 May 2008 11:47:00 PST |
to paint a picture |
i've stared at your face so many times... so long, that i could probably paint its picture from memory.your face arrests me. when i'm near you, my eyes can't help but to travel to the realm where your...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Tue, 27 May 2008 06:19:00 PST |
staying young |
i love laughter. i've managed to keep a young appearance over the years, though lately, i've noticed the age quietly defining my face. the lines around my eyes are becoming more pronounced. i'm not co...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Tue, 13 May 2008 12:08:00 PST |
we all |
people are the same all over the world.we have different oceans and seas, but it’s all the same water.the wind that rustles my hair today is the same wind that howls through a hurricane half a y...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 06:49:00 PST |
people |
most people always take offense when you question what they know. what they're used to. from religion to dietary habits. you challenge a few to think differently about matters, or to consider the way ...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 07:26:00 PST |
a letter to myself. |
dear future,i will not forfeit myself to what is expected of me. i was born without a name. without a religion. without expectations. i have grown to assume the name Diana Arechiga. that i am chained ...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 02:24:00 PST |
gravity |
the gravity conducting the music between the ocean and moon spoke to me long ago. what began as whispers has become a full orchestra of song. the waves reach ever higher into the heavens... pulled by ...
Posted by Nemesis Divina on Sun, 17 Feb 2008 04:26:00 PST |
