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Finery

I found myself at a concert this week, one of the bands that I’ve been following for the past 6 months of my shit filled life. Their music is so good. It’s one of the few bands that embraces the balance of light and dark. They sing from their souls and write from their hope. It’s a beautiful thing. In… Read more →

Dance

I Just Am (and it’s enough)

I’ve been afraid to write to you. Afraid that the words that will come out will be harsh. Afraid that my tongue will get ahead of my heart and you will be stung by the whiplash of an existence that is still so dichotomic it can’t decide which appendage of bodily function is to be used next. I have been… Read more →

impending

Impending ~ A poem

You shuffled over      dragging right aware of your deep indigo before      your learned tongue flicked flatteries at my open wall   A hesitating slur of     neediness dribbled past your pointed teeth an anxious love     you said [beauty settles] jostling like skirted egos in need of arranging before they seat.   Silken milky shrouds wrapped so… Read more →

Untitled

Nothing- About Art

I like the color turquoise. I like the stone turquoise. I have a plush deep-seated chair with brown leaves and teal roses with velvet squiggles sitting behind me. I don’t know why I don’t sit on it. Anyway, welcome to that randomness. The next few weeks here I’m just going to be posting pictures of some of my recent painting/sketching.… Read more →

Desert Feet

Unraveling Threads

I don’t want to write anymore. It’s one thing to write when it feels like you are going somewhere and making progress. It is easier to write when there is beauty in the dark. Right now every day feels like I am staring into the eye sockets of ever-widening sinkholes of unknown. I’m tired of trying to re-fill my hope… Read more →

Dirt

Sunday

Sunday    She talked of the wilderness with no inflection, A sweet treble set in firm expectation of the landing. My dancing fingers were not so sure. The writhing cloves ascend in exaltation to the peaks of rooftops, Holy set behind the veil. I do not understand…   -to continue reading go to Jamie Bagley’s Site Read more →

Cactus

When Freedom Means Uncertainty

I was talking to a friend this week about my difficulties with “God” my frustration with the separation between my academic knowledge, and my hearts experience of Him/She/It.  I want them to meet in the middle and they don’t. “It’s a relationship, not a religion” is said too easily. A relationship with what? A book? Words on a page? How… Read more →

Before Your Father Sun ~ Poetry

I have the great honor of my words being hosted on Erika Morrison’s space today!   You come at me with twine crossed stone hardened arrows beaten edges thumb-printed by the passion of warriors for your tribe willow reeds dried broken twisted morphed into shapes untold to spirit trees set in burning eye of Father sun To continue reading go… Read more →

Love Graffiti

Can I Tell You Something?

Can I tell you something? I’ve gone to bed the last few nights thinking about us. Thinking about the ways we communicate, the ways we show our support, our love, our disagreements. Can I say something important? If our tone changes dramatically from one person to the next, we should check our opinion at the door and see if we’ve… Read more →