cellar door

I love finding little writings I leave for myself when I’m very very drunk

• 9 Jun 2013

may I revert back to a more carnal state where needs preoccupied my thoughts and my sole intentions were to eat, to sleep, to reproduce, to survive.

• 10 Apr 2013
• 2

and mother, have you so wept in the arms of father time

in coming to terms with what has taken shape in your womb?

what has dominated and segregated

everything but their own?

you nursed and nutured

loved

sheltered

we’ve closed our eyes and tore off the cord

that connected us to who we really are

there are still times when i grasp

at my navel and begin to imagine whats its like

to be

so

small

and

powerless

only to realize

nothing has changed

but the safety net

that enclosed all i knew

• 31 Aug 2012
• 1

I am a human

I am small

I want to learn big things and see big things

In comparison to me and my existence

I will write and I will share my stories and opinions

And I will do these things

Because I want to

And I can

• 16 Jul 2012
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