Implanon Birth Control ( Read more... )

Written in the 1960's and still resonates today. I sing it to the children I watch while they fall asleep.

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And ( Read more... )

while i am down here rescuing you ( Read more... )

I have been contemplating the philosophical implications of rectangle shaped paper... like how it influences graphic design, advertising, art, etc. It is not the most pleasing shape to the human eye, so why rectangular? I mean rounded corners is more organic and pleasing but perhaps too much of a contrast to all the straight lines in houses (where ( Read more... )

( For Princess )

I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks and by that I mean, the ghetto, only it was 1941 so there was no ghetto, no projects, just the wrong side of the tracks. You might have expected this from a poor black girl but I was white. The only white girl from the wrong side. I didn't even know any different until I started kindergarten. I guess I ( Read more... )

.( Enigma )

Turned the light on and I didn't just see it... I felt it. Vibrating in waves through the layers of my skin. Stopping at the solidness of my bones. I wanted it to tingle like a soft finger floating rib to hip but it didn't. I wasn't numb. Like a guitar string. Twang. World shrinking from my view through a stop-time camera tunnel. Sitting slams ( Read more... )

( Cowardly Lion )

Yes, the rumors are true. Along with all my other jobs (and when I am not busy fighting crime) I have been working on auditioning for my friend's movie. On the surface this is not a movie I would have normally gone for as it is PG and a musical of sorts but it's a great comedy about some awesome lesbians. I can't wait to see it filmed! However, my ( Read more... )