say no to clowns

ebullient decay…

“stainache” part two — May 1, 2017
Drenched… — April 29, 2017
the spells of itapuã —

the spells of itapuã

Steve weaving his usual and unique magic.

inconstant light


Thought bubbles must be punctured gently,
deflated with a fine molecular needle.


She lets me do the shopping at the markets,
the hens are in my charge, I sweep the floors,
but I’m a prisoner in her house.

On the crooked kitchen shelving, potions bright,
alluring clues, magic herbs and condiments.
To prepare Bahian fish, she says.

Her eyes are jungle camouflage, her tidal laughter
breaks in waves when nothing is amusing,
mysteries are woven in her hair.

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I’m not sure what this is… — April 26, 2017
“stainache” — April 25, 2017
friendship and love and all those good things —
mnemonic — April 24, 2017
hearing the door not slam — April 23, 2017
searching for herself — April 21, 2017
Tinkerbell’s song —
charades — April 20, 2017
evanescent — April 19, 2017
fugue —
“she remains…” — April 18, 2017
Depression Sucks. —

Depression Sucks.

For my dear friends who struggle with this, (and I have too) and for the people who love you, important words so beautifully and honestly expressed.

Strong Humble Warriors

I don’t want to talk.

I need rest.

I need silence.

The thoughts in my mind are overwhelming. They won’t stop. My life is a constant battle of outside voices competing with internal thoughts. It’s too much.

I don’t know how, but I need rest.

I’m lonely, but I can’t silence the storm of thoughts in my mind when another voice is in my ear; so I shut everyone out and feel relieved when they finally walk away.

I don’t mean to hurt feelings, but I need silence.

I don’t want anyone around because the tension that radiates from their discomfort with silence is even worse than being forced to talk.

I know they mean well, but I need rest.

I don’t need to lay down in the sense that it’s been a long day. I need to disappear for a while in the sense that it could be fatal…

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parting ways —
Why… — April 17, 2017
Lazy easter weekend share — April 16, 2017
the aching sweetness of pierce… — April 15, 2017
profile — April 14, 2017