Tag: Photography
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October
tears keepspilling from my eyeslike monsoonin october night skies. i check the wound periodically. it was healing before, why does it look a little infected?i bandage it back up. train station interceptions, phone calls that shatter. a karmic seed now joins meon parallel life/death lines,“pull yourself together girl, you’re late for the show.” a pulsating cry, “i want to go home.”himalayan hills, tibetan…
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golden hour pacific northwest coast (postcards from canada)
they want me to be someone i am not.somedays i can play,somedays i cannot. i think they love me lesswhen i cannot. if i could, i would. but i can’t. i am so so sotired. i think i would like to waitfor someone who sees me as i am.the sunshineand the moonlight. is that alright?it was alot to lose.…
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burrard inlet (postcards from canada)
i arrive, granville island. my hair is down, long blonde hair softly curled. pops of undertone baby pink peak out from the bottom, whisperings of “i felt sad and needed color.” i’m dressed in my favourite dress, peachy pink with floral blues.i even do my makeup too, soft and subtle, but intentional. a pop of glitter white in the corners…
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dear brother-
where are you dear brother? are you safe?are you warm?have you eaten? are you at peace? everyone says you are here, watching, always with me. most days i believe that to be true. but i’m hiccuping my tears in,“oh just get on with it already.” no one likes a sad girl. fuck it. i just miss you,big brother. so much…
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UBC (postcards from Canada)
i wake with my eyes slowly adjusting to white crisp bedsheets and Canadian sun bathing in the open window. the air smells of ocean morning mist breezes through pacific coast rain forest with undercurrents of freshly cut grassand rose gardens in bloom.i can already feel the longingto remember this scent for the rest of my life.…
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