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I am out of this world, on this day with an extra second tacked on though technology. I am Mercury and Jupiter around the sun, but visible to the naked eye only an idea that mere humans can’t fathom I am an enigma surrounded by plain white walls. Walls decorated with things I never appreciated in the first place. I am not the hero of my own story I am caught, between my lies and yours. I am a challenge that needs to be cracked and prodded until my center bleeds through I am a patient of my century I am. I will be. I was.

#poetry #spilled ink #this is from a project I'm working on #I could use feedback #poem

I’m taking a break from my break of tumblr, BECAUSE, there has been some amazing changes that have happened in my country, and I feel the need to comment on them considering this was the first platform that I came out on.

I got the news at 9:44 in the morning, I was woken up by a text from a good friend. I cried happy tears all day, it’s an amazing positive step that this country made. Hopefully it will be a step in the right direction for all LGBT people to begin to feel safer. We are moving in the right direction, even if it seems slow.

On the life updates, I’m working hard as a barista at whole foods, it’s a pretty good job, despite having to be awake at five in the morning. My feet hurt and have been all sorts of different colors and sizes, but I’ve found epsom salt and lavender do the trick (just in case anyone else has a painful on your feet all day job).

I’m happy. I have 10 months clean, and I will have a year on August 17th. It’s been an amazing year I’ve really found myself. I’m more confident than I’ve ever been.

I hope everyone is doing well. The break from here has been good for me, and I’m not sure when I’ll be back again.

Until then,

be well

brianne

#lgbt #clean and serene

Dearest Friends,

It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here. I’m doing well. I’ve decided to take to pen and paper for a while, to feel safer with my thoughts. I’m on a wonderful journey full of art, light, and joy. I may be back, I may not. I’ll be checking here every so often to see what you all are up to, but for now my journey does not involve this blog. I’ve done a lot of soul searching in the last nine months, and I am happy with being a presence in the lives of my loved ones close to me.

So for now I’m saying goodbye

Peace and love,

Brianne

I would prefer not to get out of bed today.

Hands.

I remember your smile when you whispered burn that bridge it’s for the best I stayed awake that night considering how lonely I’ve been wondering where it all went. wishing I could find a moment in my heart to let go of our past. I can’t see the poison you left on my skin anymore I can’t find your fingerprints on my heart or your cheekbones in my mind I can’t feel the ache you left in the back of my mind hidden for so many years. I burned that bridge. I jumped off of it. and I flew.

#poetry #spilled ink #hands

From Hope, Grief, and Rain Erwin Olaf 2004-2007

#photography #erwin olaf #stuff i like #art

Igor Stravinsky, New York, New York Arnold Newman 1960

#photography #arnold newman #igor stravinsky

I think there’s a stranger in my skin tonight.

#spilled ink #poetry

Naum Gabo Head of a Woman 1947

#sculpture #naum gabo #stuff i like

Seascape 4 Hiroshi Sujimoto February 2012

#photography #sujimoto #seascape

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Cassidy Foust - “The Knife That Carves” (CUPSI 2015)

“But I’ve been learning this for years. My body, feast. Her body, feast. My body, never the knife that carves it. I may not crack the bone, but I do drink the marrow.”

Performing for Macalester at the 2015 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational. Subscribe to Button on YouTube!

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I’M FINALLY ON TRACK FOR GRADUATION

the head of my department told me my work this year was not up to the level of the program I’m in, which was a little soul crushing. However after a week long panic attack I decided it would be a better use of my time to not dwell on that and use that as fuel for making better work.

Started meditating in art history instead of sitting there getting super antsy. Seems to be working.

I still will have to cram for the final because I still can’t pay attention, but at least now I don’t feel like I’m going to crawl out of my skin.

woo.

unrelated: I like when once a year the incoming freshmen find my “is anyone going to Montclair next year” post and all of a sudden notes on notes on notes.

maybe I’ll just stay in college forever because I’m obviously not ready to make a thesis next year.

yeah.

that’s it. or I’ll drop out.

yep.

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Michelle MacLeod - “French Fries” (CUPSI 2015)

“But in an attempt to delay the end, I delay the start by refusing to make any direct or immediate decisions.”

Performing during prelims at the 2015 College Unions Poetry Slam Invitational. Subscribe to Button on YouTube!

Today is Monday March 30

D has work in the morning.

You have one appointment.

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