Processing: |
feelings through film. Posted by on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 09:27:00 GMT |
August: |
Wake from your sleep,the drying of your tears,Today we escape, we escape.Pack and get dressedbefore your father hears us,before all hell breaks loose.Breathe, keep breathing,don't lose your ... Posted by on Tue, 13 May 2008 20:19:00 GMT |
Obstacles: |
Whenever I get home drunk, I stumble over the same groove haunting the path to my front door; it becomes an obstacle. Once, as I staggered out of Dan's car and walked towards the door, I tripped and s... Posted by on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 02:49:00 GMT |
Smoke: |
There was no breeze passing through my home when I awoke, And the smoke rose, Creating tiny coiling wormholes in my living room That I could look into and see worlds, And you were in many. Sensual sha... Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 14:45:00 GMT |
Mothers |
Women as the seed of the nation. Posted by on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 21:56:00 GMT |