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writing is my outlet. it’s also my job. and doing what you love is divine. but when you whore your outlet, you risk sacrificing that outlet. it happened to me. i haven’t written anything for myself in over two years. this blog is my attempt to correct that. to slowly and steadily reinstate my outlet. because knitting just ain’t cuttin’ it.
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a glimpse of nothingness.

a commuter. a coworker. a pedestrian. a customer. a writer. a dog owner. a carrot juice drinker. a friend. when you are many things to many people, it’s easy to get lost along the crowded streets of ...

16 dec 11

rain, i don’t mind.

there are times when waking up to a steady rain fills me with an immediate, overwhelming sense of relief. the earth saying, “good morning; there is nothing i require of you today.” so, i ...

04 jun 11

resurrect your darlings.

blog’s gone cold, hasn’t she? like the pulses on once beating hearts; i’ve killed all my darlings and nothing remains. kill your darlings. a foreign phrase brought to me on the gorg...

15 apr 11

thicker than water.

hold up. first a marijuana-infused runaway ramble, and now this video vomit? 2011 not looking so promising for zee subjects and zee verbs peace-piping it? nonsense. i was only getting worried you wer...

22 feb 11

the first time i rolled a joint.

i was thinking of a time when i knew i knew something. everything. of life and love. i knew. i was so young then, so sure of myself and the way my lines created a curve that begged to be touched. i ...

14 feb 11

sum, es, est [part one]

i’ve been wanting to write about Brent for seven months. back in april, around my grandmother’s birthday, is when i first felt this pull. but my pen could not [would not?] transform musin...

29 oct 10

J’adoube.

the rules of chess are really quite simple — it’s the anticipation of the opponent’s next move that makes your own strategies grow so complex. and, sure, the point of the game is to captu...

08 oct 10

smell ya later.

the shower is on, waiting for my approval that its cold water has finally run hot. i look into the bathroom mirror, and i take down my clumsy ponytail. a 5-speed coming to life, i slowly release the ...

19 sep 10

beauty in the breakdown.

“Faith is a myth and beliefs shift like mists on the shore; thoughts vanish; words, once pronounced, die; and the memory of yesterday is as shadowy as the hope of to-morrow… In this world...

12 sep 10

one word.

if i had to write a one-word blog post, which summed it all up, i could. funny, because i struggle so frequently to find the right word. but not this time. the right word found me. unlike inspiration...

02 sep 10

[Guest Blogger] lost in translation.

sometimes, other people do the writing for me. without even knowing it. Como Besaras? Enciendanme tus labios Nuestros alientos perdidos entremezclandose Sincroniza nuestro silencio al perezoso pasar ...

28 aug 10

shall i compare thee to a summer’s day [right after i shotgun these beers]?

read this and then meet me down below: laying back on an inner city roof top with you, contemplating the universe, the human being and the cotton candy. i want to protect you from breathing polluted ...

18 jul 10

back-handed compliments.

i don’t know about you, but i can be a total bully sometimes. a real fucking dick. remember that scene in Fight Club when Edward Norton gets called into his boss’ office, and after getting canned, he...

11 jul 10

know we need it… sole power.

i don’t keep rhythm and i always step on toes. i can’t dance either. Filed under: life happens, poetry

04 jul 10

muses, masochism and map le syrup.

an ill-timed chai freddo after 4p yesterday, saw me wild-eying it until well after 4a this morning. if you ever wanted to passively oppress me after stealing my land and relocating me to a slum reser...

14 jun 10

muses, masochism and maple syrup.

an ill-timed chai freddo after 4p yesterday, saw me wild-eying it until well after 4a this morning. if you ever wanted to passively oppress me after stealing my land and relocating me to a slum reser...

13 jun 10

i am calm now in the corners of his mouth.

fresh off of a 1.5 year non-stop adventure in Australia, i was feeling bigger than my body. fearless. nothing was out of my gasp. no one, either. i returned to my eastern NC university, still vibrati...

09 jun 10

look at how funky he is.

ATTN artist who resembles the love child of Bo Duke and Alex DeLarge: i have a crush on you. well, your brain, actually. i have a crush on your brain. and the way it places words next to one another....

04 jun 10

stare into the abyss long enough…

i’m starting to get the camera out during dark and/or emotional private moments. bird’s eye viewing while still existing in the moment, feels like dreaming while awake. it’s important to ...

30 may 10

words are alive; cut them and they bleed.

i am trying to write a blog entry that wants so very desperately to become a real boy. it’s about two human beings who, in their own ways, have impacted the direction of my life and my heart fo...

18 may 10

hey! let’s all laugh like a bunch of drunk chickens.

wha? i’m not laughing at my own joke. i’m laughing at his. you got a good joke i can steal? let’s hear it! Filed under: hi-larious!, video

06 may 10

make me want to try.

i’m starting to think that i might be just as happy minus a plus one. beautiful, intelligent men cast shadows across my cheek every single day. i barely remember their faces. i never remember their n...

04 may 10

a gallon of Montezuma Tequila, a box of Whip-Its and four pornos.

some poems are meant to be read out loud. this is one of them. Filed under: poetry

23 apr 10

never felt this much alive.

on Tuesday, April 13, 2010, i got to experience something i thought i’d never in my life get to do. [no; i already wore that assless sheep costume, remember?] i got to see Faith No More perform...

16 apr 10

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