put it into words...

2011-08-29T12:10:00.000-07:00

new piece in progress. charcoal on canvas.
for katy.

mortification (reversed)

2009-05-01T23:44:00.001-07:00

not before long, i used this to grate on.
some silly silverbells they tell
venue only finds you
nothing left of metaphor.
stumble near close/to me, i was wrong to have assumed.
he
set
this counterbalance.

wrapped up baskets and clustered roses

2009-04-12T13:19:00.000-07:00

last night i fell asleep with my makeup on and hadn't brushed my teeth.
i NEVER do that.
i was exhausted.
mentally, emotionally, physically.

these strides i take aren't quite as powerful as the ones i used to imagine myself taking.

waiting for all my children to be together.
holidays don't start until they are all under the same roof.
i used to howl when they left, now i just listen closely for the car door to slam and the front door to explode open with their growing voices.

i'm waiting for them.
as only a mother waits.

raining on the afternoon

2009-03-27T10:38:00.000-07:00

lying over a black bag of ice.
feet trample the oak flooring below this room.
i'm in phase "long-haul".
you know what i mean when i say that, yes?

past tense was previously recorded for future reference.
these two things collide too often..just my opinion.

made entirely of glass

2008-11-29T23:16:00.000-08:00

there aren't many moments that fill the atmosphere with light these days.
and i mean that in the least emo way possible.
if that is possible.
(audience laughter).
remind yourself of things that haunt you.
it's what i do.
you could try?
out loud, in private.
we could crawl, belly first through the sand.
like i imagined you doing so many times.

my heartache was a team player.
my adoration was unending.

wah, for the believer in fate.
and the makers of destiny.
who cares for the dreaming and the waiting.
and the tide and the liberty in all of it.

we choose that which chooses us.
ultimately.
profoundly.
admittedly so.

some say it's mere coincidence.

samhain

2008-10-31T12:30:00.000-07:00

blessed samhain, happy halloween...
AND
happy birthday to naia sage, who was born 5 years ago today at 2:22 am. pst.
and still, happy birthday to our one year old chocolate lab, hank.

this day is an {always} to me.

the middle of the night

2008-09-01T23:40:00.000-07:00

baby is awake...so i am awake.
too many things stirring in my brain.
the significance is change.

i hope she goes back to sleep.
lots to do tomorrow.
please let this ridiculous funk i'm in subside.
it's been days.
at least the physical symptoms are easing up.
that must mean a corner is near.

things that were once comfort turn cold and angular.
things that are still comforting are not enough.
greed.

shape shifter.

art

2008-08-24T18:22:00.000-07:00

put it into words

2008-08-24T13:31:00.000-07:00

for me
for someone...for her, that one, whatever she's being called these days. leper, whore, psychic, paint huffer.
say it. for fucksake...say the words. form the lips curl the tongue, spew it forth.
sadist.
at night.