midnight omelette

there is still jalapeno under my nails,
                                                            i know because i bite them.


i feel microcosmic
i feel macrocosmic
i feel that the night i knew you were > all the deadend wannabe artists with groomed hair and a knack for saying the wrong things at the right times

the moon was full as a curvy woman's hips
and i sleeplessly felt its caress through the sky the roof my heart
it carried me pieces of you
and they fit

people ask me if i'm madly in love with a smirk
people ask me what happens when it goes wrong
first loves die hard, they say
i don't know what happened to make everyone assume that
love is destined to be a ship lost at sea

my mom raised me to be tenacious
and i am directing it towards us
you & i & our story
what we create is more real than the world

thank you moon

i cant stop smiling

-i'm staying here!
-i'm writing for SLUG!
-i'm moving in with the person i love the most!
-i'm starting school and excited about it!
-a photographer i admire asked for a copy of one of my photos to frame in his house!
-i got a yoga pass!
-i am at the beginning of a magical adventure

happy birthday aly!

hope it kicks arse. see you in 4 months.

' i don't think anything dies as slow or hard as a writer' - bukowski

8/29

walked through a downpour hand in hand
someone up there in the sky really likes flash photography
concocted late night breakfast burritos
i eat onions like apples
the thing about Adam is
we work on this run-on sentence
and he can make me laugh and cry on a dime
always because it's so beautiful
new (old) shoes, new (old) couch
and a moment with no end

because i'm not too cool for webcam photos

biked 13 miles uphill  while partially blind (after losing my glasses) in 98 degree weather with no socks and a heavy backpack to the work that has yet to pay me this month where i serve snooty old women baked goods
#iquit
#stickaforkinme
#twoweeksnotice