February 2012
4 posts
(old) rabbit holes are a bloody mess
i don’t need yellow warning signs
i need a straight jacket
in this weather, whether
‘fraid or frayed
i got scents sense cents
in the Dei in the day
January 2012
8 posts
Let me tread carefully when I say this.
I’ve found that I am envious of people who know that they are dying. That is because they realize how precious life is and they use the time they have to do great things. They see life in such a way that initiates raw honesty and choice words, and life is not boring at all but something to hold on to. Those who experience pain and suffering seem to...
A woman browses a website for shoes, the man she’s with sits in the neighboring chair, reading. Both are sipping mixed coffee drinks of their choice, enjoying the relaxed ambiance of the coffee shop, I’m sure. Ah yes, an exquisite bagel has just been properly placed at their table.
Not five minutes ago a barista asked whether they are enjoying their day, inquiring after they’re...
there is not a righteous man on earth
who does what is right and never sins.
do not pay attention to every word people say,
or you may hear your servant cursing you -
for you (I) know in your (my) heart
that many times you yourself (I myself) have cursed others.
ecclesiastes 7:20-22
Watchheyangella:
This guy gets it!
coming soon...
Tale of a Fish
written & illustrated by Laura Melancholy
One of the most frustrating things about knowing most of the answers to the questions recycled in my head is the fact that I DO know, so I can no longer innocently ask them.
Questions like:
Can I eat this whole bag of chips and still feel okay?
Will watching Rosemary’s Baby have an effect on me?
I can just be friends with him, right?
Will my feet hurt if I don’t ever wear shoes?...
I have a hard time believing either good or bad things said about me. I’m both wary and suspecting, sometimes prideful and sometimes wanting to disappear entirely.
So it’s a great relief when I remember it’s not even about me anyway.
December 2011
4 posts
http://theburninghouse.com/ →
“You are young enough to believe that anything is possible, and you are old...”
– http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/features/25956-11-things-to-know-at-25ish
November 2011
9 posts
Los Dos Mundos
The world in which I’ve grown from dust
The place I’ll never have enough
My feet on heavy grounds are mounted
Day by night by day is counted
Fleeting things catch my attention
So what is real? Where’s my discretion?
Brought here, born for bless-ed reasons
I seek the chance to clearly see them
As my body walks in restless wanting
Love and Hate are wolves within me
The...
man, required classes get in the way of evverrryyythiiing!!!
“I didn’t realize then, but I strongly believe now that there is a common...”
– Katie Davis
kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com
I think of writing poetry
Of swimming and gettin’ my skin tan
Of thrift store shopping or maybe even learning to sew
I think of drawing with my special pens
And picking what jewelry goes well with which clothes
I think of friends, of driving, of coffee shops and libraries
But I also dream of learning through seeing
Of experience in dangerous places
Of cultures and so many beautiful...
“Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.”
– quote of the day at dictionary.com
You, oh Lord, keep my lamp burning;
my God turns my darkness into light.
Psalm 18:28
October 2011
3 posts
the white-winged ceiling fan ticks its rhythym it goes on the way it did when i was much younger and knew much less i fail to get the pencil lines curved just right and the black black pupils of my eyes wander and squint in the dim lighting where i find my lists half-complete there are citites filled with forgotten pigeons and so many faces and mountains with lakes and leaves their enormous...
what good is there in the passing of time
when i’m not myself
when i talk for the mere filling of silent gaps
walk into a room i know i don’t belong
give me a patch a grass and let me stand in it
examining the bugs up close, wandering
so delicate on each slim blade
each of them being themselves
September 2011
4 posts
it’s the 1970’s through early 1990’s films that i love the most
the grainy cinematography greets me like an old friend
the clarity and simplicity of it all is refreshing
maybe it’s the colours or the time’s truth to its own time
whatever it is, i’m a big fan.
(i just hope i’m not that person who’s never satisfied with the present circumstance....
remnants of an era
i just like the sound of that.
August 2011
5 posts
The good the bad and the beautiful
Last week things were lookin’ up. I received a paycheck from a weekend’s work that was more than expected, I got a call back from a cafe I’d applied to, interviewed and was hired on the spot. I spent much of my free time drivin’ around town, thrift-store shopping and even feeling free to purchase some new clothes, as well as some specialty coffee drinks (both being totally...
The Last Circus
a part of me really wants to see this film
but i think it will ruin my mind, i can even anticipate that feeling of despair.
no gracias.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8sEZAB13_o
July 2011
1 post
ooh baby baby it's a wild world
i wonder how the world would be without anxieties
or what kinda person i’d be without insecurities
it makes me sick to imagine how much more could be done
if i spent more time trying to have a beautiful heart
rather than a beautiful face or body
if the minutes i spend thinking about myself could be changed into money
man, i’d be on a plane so quick
goin’ someplace with no...
May 2011
5 posts
cine
vi mi primer pelicula en una cine peruana anoche
pero era en ingles y era fast & furious 5
cest la vie.
“I like people too much or not at all.”
– Sylvia Plath (via nicolemarie)
“I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the...”
– martin luther king jr.
April 2011
4 posts
the chocolate cake for breakfast, the two cups of coffee, the uninhibited practicing of spanish, the time spent with an acquaintance resulting in friendship, the unexpected hand-me-downs, the cheap purchase of a peruvian ring, the yellow beans that settled well, the new-found capacity to read books…
it’s all produced today’s contentment. what a relief! yesterday and the day...
it’s not even slightly funny anymore
it’s just sad
communionation
when they were passing around communion at church last night one of the little girls ran over to me and asked what it was. i replied (with as much correct spanish as i could muster on the spot), “it’s like the body of Jesus Christ, and the blood of Jesus Christ”. her jaw dropped as she looked at me wide-eyed, she said she understood and walked back to her seat, mortified.
only a...
March 2011
2 posts
I speak with my Father
I knew He knew me through and through
but I know Him better now
like a very tall tree I’ve always climbed
up and up and down and up and down
and then I can breathe again
these are my lungs
sprinkled brown with desert dust
in the light green breeze and queso blanco
the maiz, the pan, the evenings of burning trash
the only other green is grass for dogs and...
this one´s for ashlee
you know you´re in tacna, peru when…
you´re walkin down the street and stumble across a little boy peeing in a balloon.
January 2011
5 posts
http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/ →
i only just heard about this amazing girl tonight
and all i know is that she’s from the southern US,
right after high school she felt called to go to Uganda for at least a year
and ended up caring for orphans as a single 18 year old
since then she has adopted 14 girls
is planning to stay in Uganda for life
and is still only like 23!!!!
i get the chills when i hear about things like...