Sacramento gives me inspiration to write again...

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Thunderstorm in Sacramento

Tonight, the sky is violent:

raindrops stain the purple shawl
wrapped around me--the one Laura
got me from a bazaar in Morocco,
the one I wear almost every day--
like tears, illuminated like the bruise-
colored clouds by the sudden flashing
of the sky, accompanied by a ( Read more... )

The jobhunt hasn't been going as well as I would have hoped... but still, progress is progress, and one way or the other, I'm sure I will find something. Or I won't. *collapses in defeat ( Read more... )

The night before we left on our roadtrip back to Sac, we ended up at a party, at which a girl I had never even seen, told me that she always saw me around and noted how interesting my clothing always was. So much so that one day, seeing me in "normal" clothing, she and her friend inquired of each other, "What happened ( Read more... )

Some serious catching up is needed here, y'all...

Well, May 17th, or whatever Sunday that was, was Long Beach Pride, at which my Lesbian Husband her her band (http://www.myspace.com/askalicexo) were playing at the festival part. I give you the following picture, of me and the Amazing ( Read more... )

I was feeling really depressed the other day when I made my last post, but I think I got it sorted out with help from this guy from Rocklin who I blew..

Basically, I am over the hook-up thing, which I was already feeling--but you know me: even when I already know it consciously, it takes hitting rock bottom to really ram it home. Sexual pun intended ( Read more... )

poetry
is life to me... reading a good poem is the closest I get to a religious experience. It purifies me and fills me with inspiration. Actually, it's like most works of art for me in that way, but poetry touches me even more intimately because I feel it has the greatest potential for honesty.

italian
La piu bella lingua in il mondo. Basically, I ( Read more... )

--or together, depending on how you look at it... Last night, I was walking back up the hill through the upper quad and I saw it again as me and my sister did, that first night we came here before Orientation, almost two years ago. It's seemed newly strange, and I realized that I'm circling back and out of the place. I felt--not sadness, but a ( Read more... )

And hasn't that been the story of my life this past semester? I am sorry, LJ, I have been very in-and-out (and not in teh good way) recently... it's partly 'cause so much shit has been going down, and part of the reason is my utter lack of focus. This leads me to my most recent bit of news.

I'm transferring to Sac State.

You may find yourself asking ( Read more... )

Wow, I really need to get on my shit... Obviously I can't remember every day and all that, but I will attempt a round out for y'all here, so here it goes:

I'm pretty sure that Monday is when I took my mom to that Thai place by here house, at Loehman's, one Thai Cottage Restaurant. I wanted to take my mom somewhere, and it was only a block away, and ( Read more... )

kitashla 's birthday, apparently. Happy birthday, whore!