Saturday, July 3, 2010

And you make your past your past.

-Dancing womyn/Dayle 2011



A divine sense. A lovely,unexpected unfolding.

the poetic and unwinding and simplicity and soul health.
I have been trying to define and fit in boxes and have been starving and angry and so very lost and terrified
fear driven.

a moment of silence to honor the message carried on the back of a panic attack.

spineless and scary

and i am still not sure about the why, the reasoning, i reckon
but i am longing no more
i am that.
writer.artist.singer.
a photograph.
a treasure.
a collection.
a suitcase.
a phonebook.






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