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should I gather

guess I should gather my thoughts should I gather up anything at all we’ve all been told too many things, that aren’t valid or of meaning take everything: silk garments and empty cans leave nothing canvas striped green and in

should I gather

guess I should gather my thoughts should I gather up anything at all we’ve all been told too many things, that aren’t valid or of meaning take everything: silk garments and empty cans leave nothing canvas striped green and in

MADE GREAT

MADE GREAT check out my new etsy shop!

MADE GREAT

MADE GREAT check out my new etsy shop!

LOUD

this is loud,meant to be spoken, like this: SHOUT this is a to do list, written in ambiguous form centered by my obsessive passionate, altogether lunatic desires! SHOUT this is to be crafted by my own hands and lips and

LOUD

this is loud,meant to be spoken, like this: SHOUT this is a to do list, written in ambiguous form centered by my obsessive passionate, altogether lunatic desires! SHOUT this is to be crafted by my own hands and lips and

five years

always missing you, my sweet cousin

five years

always missing you, my sweet cousin

Cyanotypes

DSC_0988

Excited to be getting back into Cyanotype to do some work for the Bittersweet Zine this Fall. Here are a couple photos of my prints from the early summer.

Cyanotypes

DSC_0988

Excited to be getting back into Cyanotype to do some work for the Bittersweet Zine this Fall. Here are a couple photos of my prints from the early summer.

Originally posted on celtic straits:
Shooting Victim Petra Anderson (Updates follow article) Four years ago today, I posted a blog about my emergency room “miracle experience” after the Aurora Theater shooting. The post went viral, and created some controversy. Does…

Originally posted on celtic straits:
Shooting Victim Petra Anderson (Updates follow article) Four years ago today, I posted a blog about my emergency room “miracle experience” after the Aurora Theater shooting. The post went viral, and created some controversy. Does…

Fantastic Mr. Fox! (the making of)

A little insight to my most favorite movie

Amazing work, I hope to be involved in something like this someday.

Fantastic Mr. Fox! (the making of)

A little insight to my most favorite movie

Amazing work, I hope to be involved in something like this someday.

for the sake of travel, for the sake of life

let’s go to the big city let’s forget about our jobs, and the concept of money. let’s take the car, and enjoy the drive even if it lasts our whole lives. because today the pastor talked about the end times,

for the sake of travel, for the sake of life

let’s go to the big city let’s forget about our jobs, and the concept of money. let’s take the car, and enjoy the drive even if it lasts our whole lives. because today the pastor talked about the end times,

busboys and poets

this past february I had my first poetry reading experience at Busboys and Poets at 14th and V in DC. these are the two pieces I read if you’re interested! Tangled Hair I want to feel some type of release

busboys and poets

this past february I had my first poetry reading experience at Busboys and Poets at 14th and V in DC. these are the two pieces I read if you’re interested! Tangled Hair I want to feel some type of release

monday again

“affected by the solemnity of the scene, there was a wandering gaze of incredulous curiosity in his countenance” 

monday again

“affected by the solemnity of the scene, there was a wandering gaze of incredulous curiosity in his countenance” 

mornings and evenings

everything becomes darker in the night, and stranger in the morning. it’s like i am running and there is nothing and no one chasing me, i’ve never felt fear that felt so much like an ache. i don’t know the boundaries

mornings and evenings

everything becomes darker in the night, and stranger in the morning. it’s like i am running and there is nothing and no one chasing me, i’ve never felt fear that felt so much like an ache. i don’t know the boundaries

warm day in november

slowly becoming myself again, realizing the gratitude i hold for these contrasts. what the highs and the lows make you love, what the darks and the lights emphasize. this is not the place to say all that i am thinking,

warm day in november

slowly becoming myself again, realizing the gratitude i hold for these contrasts. what the highs and the lows make you love, what the darks and the lights emphasize. this is not the place to say all that i am thinking,

reconciliation

this ultimate conclusion that i am far from perfect, that i make mistakes.. that the largest disappointment one can feel is in themselves. but this is the worst it has ever been, because it’s not only my heart this time.

reconciliation

this ultimate conclusion that i am far from perfect, that i make mistakes.. that the largest disappointment one can feel is in themselves. but this is the worst it has ever been, because it’s not only my heart this time.

for trinity and your family, always in my prayers

it seems impossible for me to cultivate words from this sickening stone sinking in my gut, heavy and rough. i feel the muscles in my mouth contract and a taste so sour rises to the surface of my tongue feel as

for trinity and your family, always in my prayers

it seems impossible for me to cultivate words from this sickening stone sinking in my gut, heavy and rough. i feel the muscles in my mouth contract and a taste so sour rises to the surface of my tongue feel as

another year gone by

the bitter taste in my mouth, the massive ache in our hearts, we will never forget this day and what it held four years ago. the weakness shot through my knees, the lingering tears to come day after day, month

another year gone by

the bitter taste in my mouth, the massive ache in our hearts, we will never forget this day and what it held four years ago. the weakness shot through my knees, the lingering tears to come day after day, month

slime

you are slime, slipping and seeping through the cracks of unopened doors, you’re unwelcome and poor in character, in spirit, and morals. you are filth- resisting the urge to let go of your dirt and crumble- you’re packed so tightly together,

slime

you are slime, slipping and seeping through the cracks of unopened doors, you’re unwelcome and poor in character, in spirit, and morals. you are filth- resisting the urge to let go of your dirt and crumble- you’re packed so tightly together,

inductive reasoning.

this is what helps me let go of my anxieties when i read these passages that perfectly convey the extremities of my worldly desires and i know i am insane in this peculiar way but i am alright with it, i (now not always) accept

inductive reasoning.

this is what helps me let go of my anxieties when i read these passages that perfectly convey the extremities of my worldly desires and i know i am insane in this peculiar way but i am alright with it, i (now not always) accept

i need to do some things

once it’s done, you’ll be alright you’ll feel free to capture the words and the images that enter your mind, but then there will be more for you to finish, more for you to fight, then you will become overwhelmed

i need to do some things

once it’s done, you’ll be alright you’ll feel free to capture the words and the images that enter your mind, but then there will be more for you to finish, more for you to fight, then you will become overwhelmed

“we are far too easily pleased”

I will not attempt to document my anticipation to live fully, to breathe easily, and act passionately Because when I take the eagerness that I have at this moment and try to define it, I lose myself in the anxiety.

“we are far too easily pleased”

I will not attempt to document my anticipation to live fully, to breathe easily, and act passionately Because when I take the eagerness that I have at this moment and try to define it, I lose myself in the anxiety.

just to type.

i want to feel some type of release from the heavy feeling. want to feel some kind of accomplishment before i soon fall into this temporary coma named sleep. i’ve got bits and pieces of myself scattered across virtual pages,

just to type.

i want to feel some type of release from the heavy feeling. want to feel some kind of accomplishment before i soon fall into this temporary coma named sleep. i’ve got bits and pieces of myself scattered across virtual pages,

passage from “you shall know our velocity” by dave eggers.

“and all the while I was caressing every wall of my head. I was wandering around my head, teary with joy, wistful even, loving the surfaces, the many rooms, the old rooms and empty rooms… “but slowly these empty rooms

passage from “you shall know our velocity” by dave eggers.

“and all the while I was caressing every wall of my head. I was wandering around my head, teary with joy, wistful even, loving the surfaces, the many rooms, the old rooms and empty rooms… “but slowly these empty rooms

lacking

what is it that hinders my ability to feel peace, that strikes at the idea of contentment? and why do i lack the energy to fight it? this fist that is so strong and condemning, this towering object called time,

lacking

what is it that hinders my ability to feel peace, that strikes at the idea of contentment? and why do i lack the energy to fight it? this fist that is so strong and condemning, this towering object called time,