I'm like a little pink-hoodied vampire running for cover from the light emitted from the giant ball in rockafeller center...
I feel like I didnt' accomplish anything...like I made no great sacrifice or gain...


Bitches-Whores-SlutsAnd what, pray-tell, type of person are you?Bitches-Whores-Sluts
The type that cries for aide when she slip-slits her wrist On a harp string Yet offers no Band-Aid,
For the beheaded or bereaved.
Or maybe You're the little cunt
That uses words or signals From outer-fucking-space To break spirits.
Or better still, You're the patron saint Of all brunette sinners, Who weeps for those
Who swore in churches While fate finger-fucks her ass.
Giving advice,
Comparing and Creating These Sepia ceramics "Go drown in your rai


A Mother's FavoriteIt was her voice that whispered those faint traces, Of burnt sienna to the treetops. She rose from Summer’s rest to birth her forgetful child, The infant she names Autumn, Who wears only one shoe and twice ties the same tie.A Mother's Favorite
How flawed Autumn is! She breathes and thrives in one corner of her pocket, Yet forgets the existence of her face card.
She is synonymous
With freckled fickle feelings, Providing her own ying to yellowed yangs.
Yet she retains the lustrous golden quality of, well, …gold.
She will forever be her mother’s favorite child. &nb
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Return FlightAbandoned at the airport, stepped off the plane bereft, in between possibilities, wandering up and down counting gates, waiting for my flight into Albuquerque.Return Flight
Next to me a man chows down on a Big Mac. I am sick with the culture I have been steeped in and I long for the simplicity of my foreign self. I curse Europe and my immigrant great grandmothers, wrapped in wool and babushkas, who brought the family here, leaving me with these walking Styrofoam cups pizza boxes and biggie sized drinks that chatter past? I look at my bony wrist and
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And therein rose vast wonders,
Affections to be seen,
Fathered from the plundered,
Reflections of a dream...
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what? i can't remember.
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Visit my new gallery [link] I'll give you a cookie...
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