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Ms Sick Prose

About Me

I am a clown at heart.The “Happy-Go-Lucky Type that looks to have the best time in ANY situation and take my friends along with me for the ride. I am very adventurous and hardly ever look back or have regrets. I find myself always thinking about something, chewing it over, learning it, reading about it, discussing it with some random person. Having a conviction about something is extremely important to me, so I’m always asking my friends “What do you think about this or that” although my convictions are likely to change regularly. I look to accrue all the wisdom and knowledge of the ages, and yet still constantly search for more. I have a love of the unknown and the challenging, the magical and the unexplained.I Describe Me:I am ever constantly searching for the goodness in the hearts of everyone. I believe I have a sharp intuition. I love to be around interesting and exciting people, no matter their craft. I get bored easily. I Love Hard. I crave communication & hate silence. (I Only tolerate silence when I’m writing) I will talk about anything I find exciting and interesting, from the new bug I “discovered” in Prospect Park, to what the pompous a-hole who cut me off while I was driving was wearing…and I will make you listen! I Love learning and then further expanding on what I just learned. I love bringing people together, inspiring them, delighting them, teaching them, and opening up a new world for them. Just not cleaning up after them. I do not like being a possession. I love being In Love with all things living. I concentrate on the journey itself, not the arrival. Something about the exhilaration of the process that’s the kind of reward you can’t hold in your hands. I treasure my friends because loyalty & trustworthiness is a rarity found in few. I used to be a “church girl” I spend a lot. I work harder than I need to. I hate working harder than I need to. I love documentaries. I’m a sucker for nerds with cute smiles. Fences drive me crazy. I despise ultimatums. I like the element of danger & rebellion. I have a restless mind. I hate monotony. I’d rather have a friend than a lover. I am the most non-judgmental person alive. I have a heart of steel, that bruises easily. I build walls just to see who cares enough to bring them down. I believe EVRYTHING has a deeper meaning but sometimes I’m just too lazy to analyze it. I will let you think you don’t hurt me. I have more flaws than I do achievements. I’m working on it. I do not have a bachelor’s degree. I’m working on that too. I have a whacked sense of humor. My basic approach to life is to laugh at it; after all, what's so serious when you really think about it? I write because I’m good at it. I take taxis often. I hardly pick up my phone. If you email me you’d have a better chance of getting me. I roam through life leaving behind a trail of broken affairs, unfinished business, and unpaid debts, but I don’t look back. I come from a dysfunctional family and I’ve learned to embrace that. I hate math. I am only as social as you allow me to be. I’m addicted to orange juice. I don’t listen to my voicemail. I love growing with my daughter. I’m skeptical of marriage. I still believe in fairy tales. I never get tired of hearing a compliment. I believe people are genuine for the most part. I believe the truth is said in jest. I believe if I squint my eyes enough I could see through most people’s bullshit. I was pregnant at 16. I think most things in life are metaphorical. I’m still searching for my purpose.People Describe Me:I have a tendency to speak before I think. I am overly independent. I am too much of an optimist. I have ADD. I’m impulsive and irrational. I love Hard. I’m an awesome listener. I’m irresponsible. I look more conventional that I really am. I often have my foot in my mouth. I love to push my luck. I hold grudges. I’m unpredictable. I’m the coolest drunk, one time I convinced my friends to get tattoos and piercings and I got none…remember Joel& Zarah? =x I’m gullible, you could sell me sunglasses on a rainy day if I believed it would help me be 2% dryer. I’m seriously into my writes. I flirt a lot even when I don’t notice. I “Social Work” conversations with them. I Have NO sense of direction.Ultimately Poetry is my religion, and the word “religious” here is used in its original sense: to reconnect. I want to reconnect with the source, with the roots of life, with some sense of meaning. I’m just a girl trying to broaden my scope, and enlarge my consciousness. Life is a curious and interesting thing me. It is something to be played with, explored, enjoyed, peered into. And ultimately, understood.


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Member Since: 3/9/2008
Record Label: Unsigned

My Blog

A poem for The God-Body

I havent posted on myspace in a while. Here it goes !You are no God , that a mortal cannot break you Ring your spine, dry Until clouds drip from your bones There are no angels sitting on the throne of...
Posted by on Sat, 30 May 2009 16:39:00 GMT

To My Abuelo in the nursing Home

   I [[Heard]] There is a heaven resting easy on your bottom lip    Tell me&. What do angels taste like?       I [[Heard ]]they congregate in the back of your throat Their songs bouncing echoes off th...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 15:08:00 GMT

Im Positive- HIV-

I dont live with HIV HIV Lives with me       -anonymous- HIV Acronymly speaking H is Story isI njected In my V eins .. ..He said it pains me to tell you this, but im positiveOf  what?,  I asked...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Mar 2009 13:16:00 GMT

Project(ionz)

I saw you again yesterday in a dimly lit project stairwell that smelled of urine and an open 40 oz bottle of St Ides But I cared only for the scent that emanated from your pores I just wanted to be in...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Mar 2009 00:25:00 GMT

Gentrified

A Tree Grows In Brooklyn A Blade of Grass grows in the concrete And I remember both of them I've realized I've been suppressing memories As if storage facilities can hold my identity for just one doll...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 01:30:00 GMT

Falling out of "LOVE"

Dedicated to all of my beautiful women who think its natural for a brotha to hit a sistah every so often and who believe its part of a normal relationship, its not...No one Deserves to be hit for ANY ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Mar 2009 01:27:00 GMT

Subway Visions

Attempting to keep our balance We danced.... unrehearsed on broken glass ....Risking the chance of cutting open every artery ....I intended not to be heart broken....Somehow every un choreographed mov...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 15:47:00 GMT

Muse

I could probably get used to him like an acquired taste Taste test his vernacular His tongue is the platter that holds his vocabulary Carefully Garnished with every word I wanted to learn first and he...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Jan 2009 13:45:00 GMT

One Night Stand

Just fuck me ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />  Hard and with no regrets   There will be no peaceful rivers flowing in between my thighs   Onl...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Dec 2008 15:48:00 GMT

u made me love you

I remember the sweat trickling down your forehead like holy water baptizing me Sins submerging underneath white sheets And still You are too beautiful for repenting we're inventing a new way to love e...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 13:49:00 GMT