Through the rough and rigid cracks, shine light.

It’s Friday night, they say everything’s going to be A L R I G H T. But it’s never quite right until S U N L I G H T. Ironic, to seek light [fresh, new light] with such vigor. And yet, F A T E has shaped me into such an insomniac, spending the [...]

Just another freak in the freak kingdom

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 [...]

Let me paint you a picture.

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 [...]

My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation.

I am running on a British-pop music high this month. I’ve been burning cds for over an hour now, and I think my computer has had enough. But next week is sure to test me, and I need some fresh material running through my brain. I am also in dire need of a pedicure, a [...]