Last episode of the year! This is my podcast project with my bestie. Give us a listen if ya want! 🖤
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Last episode of the year! This is my podcast project with my bestie. Give us a listen if ya want! 🖤
One day, I hope to share the entirety of this poem with you (and myself.) I took this photo of the magnificent Dallas Skyline while on the highway in 2015. My feelings below contain a light discussion of addiction. Please take care before viewing. - announcing a new way to share my art in 2024 soon
Coming from a small town, I was always in awe of the city. I could finally find a home within opportunity. However, I consumed all until I, myself was consumed. My adolescent binge drinking evolved into a never-ending battle of substance abuse. Now I'm 28 and 83 days into my rebirth of recovery. I look over memories of my nineteenth year, and I'm still compelled by a sense of hope and belonging within the lights. Feeling that sense, that energy shift forever complicates the reality of that era. Everything's pink. - Tia
have you had it with me too?
could anywhere other than Texan trails bring me this much happiness?
Instead of making a list of characteristics of new characters for my writing, I’m trying a new approach and making these collages. Here’s Sam.
i could always find you,
even in the gloomy sky.
Can you feel what I feel?
The love we had so surreal..
Or were we another delusion?
Step by step…
who knows what you’ll find
she pulls them to the morning sun’s solution
sorry young one, you must return to the realm of constant
We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
-T.S. Eliot
make sure you keep your eyes glued to the the sky
would you cross still rivers with me?
or is calmness dissatisfactory?
bleeding ink
the newspaper said the fire left you filled of lead
~in search of an otherworldly experience~