foolish to think there is respect or admiration reflected in this, a lazy and unsatisfied existence. the passion cannot be so patchy, the commitment should not be partially commissioned. to reflect the life and person that I want to be, transformation must be total and complete. there’s so much i still need to get straight.
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on relativity
i liken gracewith how my mother tends her garden,softly speaking to the birds she feeds,reproaching their greed when it came to her flowers. her laugh i liken to chirps of happy animalsfed generously in her yard, her trading her berries for some company during prayer,the compromise showing now for love of the easy peace. what… Continue reading on relativity
dear syria dear egypt,
i thank the forces that be, every day, that my memories of you will always be free of fear or aggression. I think of you every day and how beautiful you were then, how lucky i am to have seen you before all of this. have the faith in me and mine that your shores… Continue reading dear syria dear egypt,
the very first of the first worlds
things that keep us up: the pool motor at nightobsessively brewed coffeeadult swim and the ever present tragedy that I will never be as interesting as other people look on the internet
Seriously though,
What in the hell is making Maribeth Monroe think its cute to suddenly be such a commercial whore? I love you girl, but get your life right. You too Adam Devine.
on stone
my mother thriving,my father now dusty bones,my parents are like my countriesand I am the land between the deserts and the prairies.America and my home Kingdom,they are nothing alike.Like my parents, they are divided by simple things, small ideas,that still keep them worlds apart.my worlds, my parents, both are wrought with ancient passions and dust,nothing… Continue reading on stone
on tradition
to acknowledge nowwhat i never knew i didn’t know then,to remember your lonelinessin the midst of my history(unbroken, thriving, culturally relative)is to say to myself youyou and every tradition you had,you were wrong.and there is never any going back
Ladies, please remember:
Just because Bruno Mars sings it to you, it doesn’t mean your ex is thinking it. Move on and be the queen you know you are, not the one someone else has to tell you you are.
weird media pattern: middle aged hispanic women are used as the signaling of the introduction of an evil spirit in television and movies a WHOLE lot. like a suspicious lot. are all middle aged hispanic women presupposed to be catholic and in spiritual connection with spirits? ha
Jordan calls to my bones In throbs of Bedouin drumbeats, Saying: here your heart is home. Like the muds of the dead sea, I have fermented in my history, And it sits heavily upon me sealing and healing my cuts and scrapes with stinging mystery. In the lights of Amman And the fields of Shatana… Continue reading
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