Seashells of blueEyelashes carved into themWith a deeper hueAnd I blink teardrops of saltwaterSometimes it hails pearlsA shipwrecked messBut I still try my bestTo do what I have to do We undulate, we vibrateWe have our ups and downsWe arpeggiate, appreciateThis gift of life we've found

“I’m so sorryfor all I’ve done to you”An apology I had wished forThat never came true “I love you”Silence echoes in an empty roomIn my heart I bleed an inky blueEtch myself together With a an old threadA reddish hue Write myself a letterI wouldn’t get from youViolet contusions fading into daylightA hole in the wallWhere a rabbit jumped throughEven when we crash into cement I will never forgetYou OverdramaticA... more

You are a pop tartYou are not my friendI wanna see your insides Put your life to an endI will destroy youAnd every crumby soldier Every piece of youWill know my mighty toasterI’ll grin a big helloBefore I tear you downSay goodbye to your family and friendsBefore you enter my belly townI don’t really like you, you pop tartsBut they say you are what you eatI ate all my self hatredNow I see pop tarts on my feet It starts from the bottom until we are hereWith... more

I feel like through my work I am being connected to spirit. Like God is moving through me. I am connecting with divine masters and they teach me through my art. There is storytelling all around us, in what we eat, in what we wear, in what passes by us every moment of each day. I feel like I connect to my ancestors this way, they are storytellers of the earth. I feel like we pick up on a lot of this subconsciously and we are influenced by the life around us. I have connected with my guides in... more

Thunder rumbles in my chest cave Violet offerings, a perception I often greet I want to paint with the raspberries reds After these seeds are untucked from my teeth Sew me a night gown with peppermint floss Liquefy my thoughts into invisible ink