Brainshambles

See…maybe all that vanity will pay off.

On this rainy morning, all I can think about is how much I want to experience the way cobblestone feels underneath a pair of heels. Montmartre…you have been calling my name since year 2000.

One night, I think I must have been 11 or 12, I read an entire 238 page book about Marie Antoinette. The book was blue and gold. It was snowing, and this rickety space heater was heating my little feet. I was sitting in my stepsisters room (alone for whatever reason?) on her bed. I’ve [...]

Occasionally, in between beats of my constantly fluttering wings, I take a look down at myself. Being so constantly stimulated (a state of my own natural choosing) is tiresome but at the same time keeps me bright. Even when I reach a peak of lethargy, I envision a tiny little coal inside my chest glowing [...]

A bounding pulse races through wires only to be temporarily halted at various points throughout the day. It is subject to sudden stops and starts, perhaps making it vulnerable but also always prepared to move. Surprising amounts of time have passed since I’ve had the urge to cut my blonde locks or embellish this skin [...]

It’s a Monday night, and I’m spending it with the White Stripes. Speaking of stripes, blue striped pajama pants cover cold legs curled upwards against bony ribs. Baskets of fresh laundry litter my closet–if one could call it a closet. Funny, I actually don’t have a closet. I have a clothing room. Does that make [...]

I carry with me a few particularly vivid memories of my early childhood. For example, and I have no idea why, but I can remember this lamp that sat next to my bed when I was maybe 3 or 4 years old. It was a bunch of plastic ballons, and I loved it. Across from [...]