where is my Queen Leah now i am forsaken it is possible that the stars and moon and shapes of the world are behind the pine trees and the old oak in vines and the dogwoods are sleeping in the dark too somebody let off a stream of fireworks sizzling and popping that stopped atContinue reading “the tempest”
The average age of death is 52 years old. Gender not withstanding. Race not withstanding. US regions not withstanding. Frontier. Rural. Urban. None of it matters. Dying an earlier death than the general population is now a given if you fit the population’s demographics.
This is my homage to the great outspoken, graceful, articulate, powerful and so exciting Carrie Fisher, who I heard had died today from complications post massive cardiac arrest 2 days ago. God bless you, Carrie Fisher. I have to tell you this: I have always respected you. I have to admit I half way fellContinue reading “Thank you and I’m really going to miss you, Carrie Fisher”
Since the Presidential Elections, I’ve been in hiding. It feels as though I’ll be shot in the back or on my knees me watching the gun against my head go off and that’s all I have ever written, baby girl. To overcompensate (because I share biomarking familial lineage of OCD), my step counting is near perfection.Continue reading “underwater filmica”