A work in progress I found this experience very satisfying and I’m looking forward to seeing how it heals, learning more and inking more. I didn’t get much done but I took the first step. Hope you enjoy the music. It’s from Kamasi Washington’s album Epic.
The poem below is an expression of myself at a certain point in my life and how I view my own childhood and the trap of childhood in general when we are born to the wrong parents. I occasionally edit it. The letter ‘N’ has always been a thorn in my side. It has been … More My Horrible Little Book
reflections of reflections The sharp light from the window showing itself in the polished black chair bouncing off of a briefcase of someone who can’t get home fast enough. Skateboard Girl I’d be better if I wasn’t so afraid of falling. so afraid of skidding so afraid of that bounce and scrape that never … More old poetry from my unguided twenties (2002/3)