ready set yes.

tragedy, comedy.

can art be anything else?
perhaps.
can good art be anything else?
hm, i'm not so sure.

some new food for thought.
anyone else?

I Go Back to May 1937 ( Read more... )

to be or not to be:
long-winded

This is a poem I wrote after meeting up with a dear friend in Barcelona ( Read more... )

that posts about sex get the people talking!
yes!

fuck abroad.
it's all the same.
the revolution will be local.

Fuck a broad?
Pardon your French?
The revolution will be.

(background info: rafael oses is my beloved teacher. from the academy. a poet and artist. a friend.)
ahhhhh that man teaches (me)

also, he has cuban roots. i want to listen to him
when that r word
comes up.

i've been procrastinating on the internet.
bingeing, really, for a few days.

i hadn't been on it for weeks, before, much.

i'm procrastinating because i fear my own power
but also because i need to incubate.

i will get back to art making, now.
it will be really strong work.

for jozette marie borrmann.

oh jozi.

our best conversations
are the silent ones.

we harmonize like
blue and brown.

we are too old souls
holding it down

you with the colors
me with the words
(of course they are but the same)

i remember the moment.
2nd grade, mrs. bradlau's
shitty class.
a pack of markers

1. on my dad’s birthday he sends flowers to his mother ( Read more... )