poetry. photography. storytelling.
On the eve of thirty three, I wandered the grounds of Tuol Sleng, Big thoughts of what tomorrow can bring, Neurotic stabbings of emotion of yesterday, And I remain a vessel for all of it to come and go. On the eve of thirty three, I pay tribute to the art of letting go. I... Continue Reading →
i looked to the sky and saw a slate grey landscape that set the tone. grey. in my heart, feeding into my eyes, the concrete i walked, the feelings i felt, grey. charcoal, ash, metallic slate, lonely silver, invisible, the days, all merging into one. but before this day concludes, i want to share the... Continue Reading →
Why do some people need to leave? Home. Love. Their everything. Searching. Unknown. Not by choice, But because of an insatiable lust For life, for adventure, Leaning into, Wholeheartedly, Into the Unknown. Why? Why some people need to leave? Why do some people need to leave So wildly, They take stability + growth+ career -... Continue Reading →
“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on.... Continue Reading →
i suppose i wish, greater tales to tell, than that of which, is the nature of things. i woke before the sun, hoping to catch her show, i waited and waited for sunrise, indulging in baileys + coffee or two or three. but as darkness turned slow, muting its triyanny into light, i realized the... Continue Reading →
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