January 2012
it’s like that feeling you get when the room is swirling with commotion. the lights are focused in small corners of the room, but the overhead is dim where you can only make out the outlines of people’s faces. you get that nagging sensation like it’s all about to end, or when you’re stepping into the shower and you stare at the water pouring down the tiles, watching it all...
The letter I wrote, took words from my throat I was saying
it will touch through our ribs, it will take all your heart it will not be long, it will occupy your thought as a city is occupied, as a bed is occupied it will take all your flesh, it will not be simple
- adrienne rich
“i’m the hero of this story.
i don’t need to be saved.”
December 2011
November 2011
Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can’t invent a design. You recognize it, in the fourth dimension. That is, with your blood and your bones, as well as with your eyes.
-D.H. Lawrence
this morning.
puppy breath human breath hairs.
October 2011
you know someone likes you when… they think your drool is cute. smell it. and then comment that it’s a perfect shape of south carolina.
