DOG DAYS ARE OVER

published poet, graphic designer, photographer, music producer, gardener, singer-songwriter. poetry chapbook "REWRITTEN" & album "seedlings OUT NOW! For creative inquiries please email [email protected] or DM @dogdaysareover_hectorc on Insta.

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LMFAO i was HELLA cracking up at 3 am 😂 so lucky i was screen recording to capture this funnyass clip [swipe] • I've been realizing how precious it is to spread my creative joy amidst all this chaos, especially being brown and queer in this rapidly chaotically changing dumpster fire of a country. At times I feel guilty for feeling like I'm pushing my art onto others. Now I'm just putting shit out and seeing who I attract. I'm hoping this project will launch myself enough so I can donate even more to orgs like La Mesa Verde helping mi gente in East Side San José with immigration issues, food justice, gardening resources, and much more. Would love to have you all join me. Much love to all 💜🌌🎶 • Some updates: - SIGN UP for my open mic + debut EP fundraiser! [link in bio!] linktr.ee/dogdaysareover - I'm on Spotify now omg! 🎶🌌 - new ambient music in bio link ☀️🌻 -updated my website with more art, poems, & music! 📝🎶 tinyurl.com/ddaomusic • #bayareapoets #queerartistsofcolor #memes #memery #glitchhumor #humor #wtf #portraitphotography #bandw #bandwportrait #bandwportraitphotography #selfieart #surrealism #surrealistart #surrealistmemes #surrealmemes #literallywhatthefuck #bayareaproducer (at Boardwalk Beach, Santa Cruz) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGoLdUXAuZG/?igshid=170d6j3v54eit

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I feel vulnerable as shit posting this art. Been hesitant for months. Intimacy is something I've continually repressed within myself, especially being queer. I got the idea that intimacy was for straight people. I'd be as fascinated as I was afraid of barechested boys in middle school locker rooms. • "Intimacy" can still taste sour. I've had to self-rebuild it with a black hole of guilt and shame still living in my weighted gut. • It pulls me out of the present and prevents me from connecting with people who want to share pieces of themselves with me; I mean this in every way possible: physical, spiritual, mental, interpersonal, etc. • Learning to be intimate with myself via selfcare is extremely frustrating, uncomfortable, and rewarding. Quarantine unveiled all my ghosts. I acknowledge them. Still learning to. My gut, my heart, and my art are all freshly renewed because of it. • Cheers to this new era of mine, freely roaming my bodily landscapes, not holding myself hostage. This body is an ancestral gift passed down since the beginning of human evolution/transformation. We all deserve to feel at home inside our own skin. Welcome home, Héctor. Welcome home. • "I'll be running down the hills to be with you... never told you i was lonely too" @fkatwigs ● is becoming an appreciation for my skin, broken by  the introversion of my queer. I was wallflower, social nomad sheltering myself from bloodwarmed skin. How shapeshifting locker  room boys struck  fear into my hips.  My eyes on theirs, craving closeness with trembling palms. My eyes on God, Bibles burning  in my throat with stale wine  and internalized  homophobia. to send a nude is to make  every mirror a self-portrait. to be desired til i'm nothing but rosepetals and honeyed milk, pouring into the throat of my lover. I've yet to complete the panorama of my impatient portraiture. But these ached palms gradually bloom into my mirrorshard throat, plucking each piece as a petal, placed back into frame. homophobia stales in God's throat. fingers unshatter into veins. unthinking. unbleeding. smiling. #queerartistsofcolor #bayareapoetry #latinoartist (at Self Love) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGf5yFXn0_B/?igshid=m1x4i6zf49op

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🗣THE RIGHT TO BREATHE & SELF-CARE IS REVOLUTION.🗣 been noticing my angle-dependent facial androgyny hints and feeding it some self-love & appreciation 😁💕 sometimes i struggle with accepting the person in the mirror is me. this is how i look. this is how i talk. "you need to eat, Héctor. you need to sleep, Héctor". • Quarantine has made me truly face myself and unearth all the self-loathing i didn't consciously acknowledge. something about my face never felt like it was me. Like i was this formless being or very old man or very young child. • But I'm okay, delighted even, with this host/interface of a body that allows me to interact with the universe and eat, talk, sing, dance, make art, breathe, etc. not everyone has the privilege of a body. • And holy shit talk about bodywork. Been doing yoga, jogging, breathwork, imperfect veganism, meditation, massaging, stretching, etc etc. Shit is painful work but LORD is my everyday life 1000× better because of it. I'm SO much more clearminded and productive and even then i still get fatigued from hyperfocus, overstimulation, distraction, mild dissociation, and anxiety. I've grown so much internally, emotionally and spiritually through physical work. • what a gift & privilege it is to be alive, especially in these times where people across the world can't breathe due to hierarchy, capitalism, environmental colonialism, racism, sexism, etc etc. • We've heard a bajillion times: the revolution starts with you, through and within. the only way Out is Through. • #selfcare #radicalselfcare #mindfulness #meditation #selfportrait #graphicdesigncommunity #portraitphotography #queerartistsofcolor #queerart https://www.instagram.com/p/CGbIPQFFbc-/?igshid=wk1n3fykbmvq

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How to suck my IP address: 1. I blocked 51 ads from youtube in one second. 2. I downloaded like 5 adblockers. 3. They irritate me so damn much. 4. They interrupt my yoga dude. What the fuck??? 4.5 "VPN" actually means Very Possible dissapoiNtment. • linktr.ee/dogdaysareover • 5. I hella need to eat!!!!!! Go cook!!!!! I tell myself every fucking night Because vegan takeout in santa cruz fucking sucks is too fucking expensive, even some of the ethnic food here sucks. Jalapeños burritos by the river though, are a fuckin slap. • 6. Jogging at 9 pm with a mask half on May not be fully proper quarantine ettiquette. Or maybe it is, considering I always pull it up when passengers pass by. I carry hand sanitizer. I sanitize. I sanctify my body each time i walk out the door. I prepare for death. To some, melanin skin may be a virus as well. • 7. Tonight i am free. dom. inating my selfimagery into a waning crescent. Cyclical beasts of linguistic spellwork. • 8. Desert fart in the desert. Wet firework. Lol. • 9. I listen to my own music as a stranger. It gives me self confidence. To sculpt sound is to take myself apart by the ligaments and stretch my limbs until i can roam agile as fucking ever. • 10. Mirror says Ugly body nice face. Nice body ugly face. • 11. Block bad energy. Not if it hurts, But if it threatens silently. • 12. I felt what sounded like a spark centered in my cranium. [Edit: There was a thunderstorm!] • #bayareaspokenword #ranting #bayareapoet #bayareapoetry #wtf #selfcare #selfesteem #bayareamusician #producerlife #santacruz #santacruzboardwalk #boardwalk #beachboardwalk #random #humor #bayareahumor #comedy #weird #wth #memery #memess #memesquad #yoga #vpn #abstract #abstractpoetry #abstractpoet #beachaesthetic #beachaesthetics #sunsetphotoshoot (at Boardwalk Beach, Santa Cruz) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGYGvHrnOgo/?igshid=15mb90vyq1e1g

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someone told me i look like shaggy 😭😭😭 literally made a sandwich stack as a kid 😂 Taurus as FUCK ♉♉♉ • Swipe for some 🤪 and 💃🕺! Link in bio for my new ROSALÍA remix! @rosalia.vt & new merch out now too 👕💥 • #bayareaproducer #producerlife #memes #dankmemes #memery #artistsofcolor #queerartistsofcolor #queerart #silly #brownboyjoy #bayareapoet #shaggy #scoobydoo #shaggymemes #shaggyrogers #scoobydoomeme #scoobydoomemes #bayareapoet #bayareaartist #instapoet #instaart #wtf #lmfao #taurus #taurusasfuck #sagittariusmoon #WHATTHEFUCK #whatthefuckdude #tomfoolery #portraitphotography #selfportrait (at 𝐌𝐫. 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐊) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGX8MQplFDX/?igshid=10ip01qsxk4lh

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What the fuck even is this 😭 I'll be posting some failed attempts from my little "photoshoot" soon lmfao. A funass shitshow with a lamp, some blankets, and a box as my tripod 😂 ~ #bayareaproducer #producerlife #selfportraitphoto #selfportraitphotography #portrait #lightingdesign #lighting #lightingiseverything #lightingtrendz #lightingideas #lightingdesigner #graphicdesign #brownboyjoy #brownboy #artistsofcolor #wtf #loveislove #selfieart #iamconfusion #mentalhealthawareness #selflove #selfcare #artistsofcolor #queerart #queerartistsofcolor #queerarts #fundlocalart #localart #localartist #bayareapoet #bayareapoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/CGV9_DVgfrS/?igshid=64f1ihekq6ww

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🏹how do YOU aim your shot at joy & selfcare in a world on fire?🏹💬 • I've been having intrusive thoughts: "how do YOU take care of yourself when there's people dying in the streets? can we really prioritize ourselves and our lives amidst so much death when the humanity of the marginalized is constantly questioned? Indigenous peoples, Black & Brown people, the queer, the trans, the liminal, the noncomforming, the feminine, the altered masculine, etc.? Shouldn't we be out in the street everyday for justice?" What you think? • Fuck Columbus and his cannibalistic colonialism and everyone who followed in his footsteps. Happy belated indigenous peoples day. • I make art and it's the hardest most rewarding shit I've ever done. Amidst quarantine I've found solace in being able to create moments of joy for others and myself. It also allows to express messages of transformation: we need to change ourselves to change the world, no shit Sherlock. • I can sense this November will be an intense moment of grief for many. It'll also be a moment of great healing pains. • It's a challenge for me to maintain any sort of new structure. Been trying my best to stay active to sleep, focus, and eat better. I can stay grounded too deeply, rooted down to the core of who I claim to be. But life is everchanging. • Donations when possible have been an easy way for me to transfer my financial energy to those in need, but is it "enough"? Even if i have the bio link, the banners, the poems??? • Are all of us just aimlessly searching for some semblance of piece and we really don't know wtf is going on so we're creating a new reality for ourselves? Lemme know what you think. • #philosophy #blacktranslivesfuckingmatter #worldonfire #dumpsterfire #graphicdesigners #selfportrait #portraitshoot #portraitart #lens #racialjustice #environmentaljustice #selfcare #mentalhealthawareness #indigenouspeoplesday #fuckcolumbus #photographersofinsta #instaselfie #lighting #rosaliaremix #rosaliaedit #quaratinethoughts #quarantinedreams #mindfulness #selfhate #selflove #anxiety #bipoc #indigenouspeoples #indigenousrights #intersectionality (at Boardwalk Beach, Santa Cruz) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGTjy_kFW7F/?igshid=jv5r10lca0vm

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✨DANCE in the FACE OF GRIEF.💃 SWIPE for some 💃🕺 ROSALÍA! REMIX LINK IN BIO💫🎃☠ • to resurrect thy grief is to waltz on your casket. • I've been grieving like hell as have all of you. Quarantine with Halloween & Día de los Muertos brings up lots of grief for everyone, whether it be ancestral, [inter]personal, friends, family, events, time lost, etc. What is in the other side? Joy? Hopelessness? Truth? • COVID's death stare reminded us of how important collective rites of passage were. How are we to grieve if we cannot intertwine our limbs and hearts in the same place? The socially distant heart may often suffer and resort to other means to heal itself on the face of death. • My family and Día de los Muertos has shaped my attitudes towards grief: there will still be joy, there will still be colorful festivies and family and pan dulce and chocolate and tamales and sugar skulls and copal and altars and prayers and meditations. And thank fucking god. • We can still come together in various virtual mediums and spaces. We are still here. The ancestors still speak. We. Are still. Here. • #graphicdesigncommunity #bayareaproducer #dayofthedead #diadelosmuertos #grieving #grief #death #rebirth #alchemy #hermeticprinciples #hermeticism #hermetic #hermetica #rosalia #rosaliaedits #rosalía #rosaliavt #live #livemusic #queerart #gayart #queerartistsofcolor #queerlatino #queerartistsofinstagram #selfportrait #portraitart #magick #alchemist #thealchemist #shamanism (at Madrid Capital) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGTZmkqFPlr/?igshid=1t4nckg4j30mi

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🗣THE RIGHT TO BREATHE & SELF-CARE IS REVOLUTION.🗣 swipe for some 💫✨! been noticing my angle-dependent facial androgyny hints and feeding it some self-love & appreciation 😁💕 sometimes i struggle with accepting the person in the mirror is me. this is how i look. this is how i talk. "you need to eat, Héctor. you need to sleep, Héctor". • Quarantine has made me truly face myself and unearth all the self-loathing i didn't consciously acknowledge. something about my face never felt like it was me. Like i was this formless being or very old man or very young child. • But I'm okay, delighted even, with this host/interface of a body that allows me to interact with the universe and eat, talk, sing, dance, make art, breathe, etc. not everyone has the privilege of a body. • And holy shit talk about bodywork. Been doing yoga, jogging, breathwork, imperfect veganism, meditation, massaging, stretching, etc etc. Shit is painful work but LORD is my everyday life 1000× better because of it. I'm SO much more clearminded and productive and even then i still get fatigued from hyperfocus, overstimulation, distraction, mild dissociation, and anxiety. I've grown so much internally, emotionally and spiritually through physical work. • what a gift & privilege it is to be alive, especially in these times where people across the world can't breathe due to hierarchy, capitalism, environmental colonialism, racism, sexism, etc etc. • We've heard a bajillion times: the revolution starts with you, through and within. the only way Out is Through. • #selfcare #radicalselfcare #yoga #mindfulness #meditation #selfportrait #graphicdesigncommunity #portraitphotography #queerartistsofcolor #queerart #gayart #gayartistsofcolor #bisexualartist #bisexualartists #bisexualartistofcolor #loveislove #veganism #vegansofcolor #queervegan #queervegansofcolor #radicalselflove #androgyny #selfieart #bayareapoet #bayareaspokenword #inspirationalquotes #inspirationalquote #anxietyawareness #dissociativeidentitydisorder #pocmentalhealth https://www.instagram.com/p/CGQ013AA7fE/?igshid=mhk6gtsrtcky

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👕💠new merch out now!💠👕 🌌link in bio!🌌 join me tonight at 7 PM PST for Screen Time Poetry Mic hosted by @prettysimplekat ! List is still open :) °•○●○•° ODE TO MY MULTIDIMENSIONALITY! after @reggiepoetry Blessed be my blessings  silkrope-latching onto my loved ones’ tender fingertips. My midnight checkins, texts: a gospel awaiting a response from a lagging, moondrenched deity: “Are you home yet?” Blessed be my rage lockboxed away only for the most ungodly  of beasts beckoning my flare:     embers celled in ossuaries     awaiting infernal ignorance.     xenophobia countered with alchemic xenolinguistics. Blessed be my intuitive safeguarding my ribcage and every heartstring intertwined with its family of treelimbs.     dreams of setting moons     and fireworking iridescent aurora,    these     omens of rejuv-evanescent renewal. Blessed be my epidermal spectrum of alabaster to clay framing my ancestry in a  neurodivergence of a kaleidoscopic canvas.     sun kissed the geography of my skin into melanin rainbow. It caressed  my forearms into brown, it sheltered the olive-ivory of my underarms. Blessed be my multidimensional. My every movement a shapeshifting scripture. • #queerartistsofcolor #nationalcomingoutday #indigenouspeoplesday #mentalhealth #globalmentalhealthday #worldmentalhealthday #multidimensional #poetry #poetryquotes #selflove #selflovequotes #lovequotes #brownboyjoy #brownboy #latinxpoetry #latinoart #latinoartist #latino #queerartist #queerart #merchdesign #graphicdesigncommunity #graphicdesigners #bayareapoet #bayareaproducer #bayareamusician #intuition #silly #fuckcolumbus #stupidmemes (at OMFG) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGN7tpunyou/?igshid=cghibv6pjm6v

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👕shirts link in bio!💠 join me tonight at 7 PM PST for Screen Time Poetry Mic hosted by @prettysimplekat & featuring hella dope poets!!! List is still open :) °•○●○•° ODE TO MY MULTIDIMENSIONALITY! after @reggiepoetry Blessed be my blessings  silkrope-latching onto my loved ones’ tender fingertips. My midnight checkins, texts: a gospel awaiting a response from a lagging, moondrenched deity: “Are you home yet?” Blessed be my rage lockboxed away only for the most ungodly  of beasts beckoning my flare:     embers celled in ossuaries     awaiting infernal ignorance.     xenophobia countered with alchemic xenolinguistics. Blessed be my intuitive safeguarding my ribcage and every heartstring intertwined with its family of treelimbs.     dreams of setting moons     and fireworking iridescent aurora,    these     omens of rejuv-evanescent renewal. Blessed be my epidermal spectrum of alabaster to clay framing my ancestry in a  neurodivergence of a kaleidoscopic canvas.     sun kissed the geography of my skin into melanin rainbow. It caressed  my forearms into brown, it sheltered the olive-ivory of my underarms. Blessed be my multidimensional. My every movement a shapeshifting scripture. • 🌌NEW MERCH! link in bio🌌 #queerartistsofcolor #nationalcomingoutday #indigenouspeoplesday #mentalhealth #globalmentalhealthday #worldmentalhealthday #multidimensional #poetry #poetryquotes #selflove #selflovequotes #lovequotes #brownboyjoy #brownboy #latinxpoetry #latinoart #latinoartist #latino #queerartist #queerart #merchdesign #graphicdesigncommunity #graphicdesigners #bayareapoet #bayareaproducer #bayareamusician #intuition #silly #fuckcolumbus #stupidmemes (at Somewhere out in the Middle of Nowhere) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGN2l6AFhlm/?igshid=1w975kr6q67o

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💠🌹swipe to macro-portal tf outta 2020.🥀💠 °•○●○•° 1. it's a me, mirror-rose boy 2. let's get outta this hellhole 3. a smol cork lantern for yer troubles 4. even plastic blossoms can be beautiful 5. @commedemerde 's immortal succulent 6. color pop chikn cabinet 7-9. floral fabrique textures 10. los pollitos dicen chinga la migra °•○●○•° #macro_spotlight #portraitphotography #selfportrait #dreamyaesthetic #aesthetics #floralaesthetic #flowerboy #macro_highlight #smallworld_uc #macro_vision #macroclique #macro_kings #flair_macro #igbest_macros #macrophotography #love #wow #loveislove #queerart #selfieart #bayareaartistsofcolor #bayareaphotography #bayareagraphicdesigner #graphicdesigncommunity #gallery #instaselfie #instadaily #wtfisgoingon #quarantinedreams (at The Salvation Army Santa Cruz Corps) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGLqHqKlofG/?igshid=1bevitrmh97zf

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"hey you! yea you!" My intuitive ass was like let's NOT bombard these innocent souls with ALL my wildass shit. So I've a new artist account @strange_alchemy.records ! Not everyone wanting to see that shit lol. The beach was surprisingly and pleasantly sparse this day! 😄 link in bio for a FREE music-poem! °•○●○•° Art is a reminder, like Not everyone has the privilege of a body. I remember the time in elementary school a girl asked me why i was so nice. I could sense family trauma behind her eyes. Holy shit i spent from like 10 pm to 8 am last night on ableton making music and new tools for MYSELF LMAO. imma take a break and just start releasing more shit. Most else can wait. I just need to stop overthinking when tf i release my shit. Mixing and engineering is the hardest nost rewarding part of electronic music. My across-neighbor plays the craziest fucking screaming pitch bending violin solos ive ever fucking heard. I should sample them for my new song maybe. Im too anxious to knock on their door. How are these networks of electricity fucking with our minds? We're all in the Matrix and we created it. Some people just call it the collective unconscious. I need to read a bit everyday. Ive HELLA books. I needed milk but i kept pushing my cart by the pale man standing by the yogurt. It gets a little harder to breathe through my mask. Trader Joe's is SO fucking narrow and crowded. I'm certain there's been at least covid case here. I need to order groceries online again. This shit makes me too anxious. But godddd do i fuckin love trader Joe's. Their snacks fuckin slap cuz theyre healthy and tasty as hell. Fuck 😂 °•○●○•° 🌌"I just need a breaking so graceful you'd think I planned how I'd be reborn"🌌 °•○●○•° 🧘🏽‍♂️: @strange_alchemy.records 📸: @xiimmmennaaa °•○●○•° #beachaesthetic #sunsetaesthetic #creamyaesthetic #beachphotography #portraitphotography #musicproducerlife #poetlife #beachy #queerartistsofcolor #sunrisephotography #queerartistsofinstagram #instamood #instapoetry #instadaily #instagood #hungryartist #taurus #taurusasfuck #sagittariusmoon #tauruslover #poetics #philosophy #newbeginnings #rebirth #lolhi #loveislove #love (at Boardwalk Beach, Santa Cruz) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGD-j_1l0yy/?igshid=bfj3dt3v81sk

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hey you! yea you! thanks for checking out my new page! Link in bio for all my new art! 😁 My intuitive ass was like let's NOT bombard these innocent souls with ALL my wildass shit. Not everyone ready for that shit. The beach was surprisingly and pleasantly sparse this day! 😄 °•○●○•° Art is a reminder, like Not everyone has the privilege of a body. I remember the time in elementary school a girl asked me why i was so nice. Holy shit i spent from like 10 pm to 8 am last night on ableton making music and new tools for MYSELF LMAO. imma take a break and just start releasing more shit. Most else can wait. I just need to stop overthinking when tf i release my shit. Mixing and engineering is the hardest nost rewarding part of electronic music. My across-neighbor plays the craziest fucking screaming pitch bending violin solos ive ever fucking heard. I should sample them for my new song maybe. Im too anxious to knock on their door. How are these networks of electricity fucking with our minds? We're all in the Matrix and we created it. Some people just call it the collective unconscious. I need to read a bit everyday. Ive HELLA books. I needed milk but i kept pushing my cart by the pale man standing by the yogurt. It gets a little harder to breathe through my mask. Trader Joe's is SO fucking narrow and crowded. I'm certain there's been at least covid case here. I need to order groceries online again. This shit makes me too anxious. But godddd do i fuckin love trader Joe's. Their snacks fuckin slap cuz theyre healthy and tasty as hell. Fuck 😂 °•○●○•° 🌌"I just need a breaking so graceful you'd think I planned how I'd be reborn"🌌 °•○●○•° 🧘🏽‍♂️: @dogdaysareover_hectorc 📸: @xiimmmennaaa °•○●○•° #beachaesthetic #sunsetaesthetic #creamyaesthetic #beachphotography #portraitphotography #musicproducerlife #poetlife #beachy #queerartistsofcolor #sunrisephotography #queerartistsofinstagram #instamood #instapoetry #instadaily #instagood #hungryartist #taurus #taurusasfuck #sagittariusmoon #tauruslover #poetics #philosophy #newbeginnings #rebirth #lolhiyouvereadthisfarwtf #strangealchemy #strangealchemyrecords #entertainment #photography #loveyourself (at Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGBgWJkgM4J/?igshid=mt9rsq4ueoq

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love tastes weird. Love tastes like welcoming growing pains. metallic like blood. like the red necessary to spill for the heart to expand. islanding two bodies onto a capsuled selfmade sanctuary. Everyone has deeply imbedded trauma. Poets just know how to ask the "right questions", like maybe I do not wish to exit my body. I wish to dive deeper into it. Fucking Santa Cruz. Eat your yuppie organic quinoa and don't somehow overdose on DMT, Ken. Capitalism really tiring me out. No wonder my dreams been wildin. No wonder everyone's has. There's a wholeass dimension we visit every night. At least most of us do. I'm a night owl as fuck, like 3pm still asleep night owl. Ive never gotten too much into stocks but imagine it feels a lot like being a fulltime artist. the word investment. looks like two sides of a mirror that can't recognize itself. the "i" becomes "t" at the end across "t" in the middle. he feels like "t"s both are mirrors. the two "n"s at opposite ends agree with each other's face but the "e"s between them feel a bit off. "v", "s", and "m" have no reflection. Sometimes i feel like V until I stare veraciously into a violet mirror and find a violent god fragmented all over my virile body like viscerally broken glass. Other times S slithers up my spine and tells myself my reflection is silent. M mumbles muted muses under his virilously violet skin. Most of the time I am M. And thank that violent god, i guess. Cause I'd rather not bleed snaking crimson rivers all day when the mirror shards forget my name. I think i know what love tastes like now. Love tastes like welcoming pain. metallic like blood. like the red necessary to spill for the mirror to expand. islanded. isolated. two bodies into a capsule. selfmade sanctuary. i'm learning how one body alone can reconstruct its own skin into something safe. home. I guess love tastes bittersweet. Candied orange peels dipped in tumeric. That actually sounds fuckin delicious. Maybe, some love does too. 📸: @xiimmmennaaa #queerartistsofcolor#bayareapoets#portraitphotography #portraitphotographer #brownboyjoy#healingtrauma #bayareawriter#loveisweird#loveyours#selflovequotes#lovequotes (at Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGBQkaAlBhQ/?igshid=1pmvhn2svwlrg

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OH FUCK LMAO😭 I'm featuring TONIGHT with Canada-based poetry mic @urbanlegendspc ! Link in bio to RSVP & watch my slam poem 😁 hope to see you there 🏵🏮 °•○●○•° I've been witholding entire continents from escaping out my throat. Archipelagos of affection at the end of phone calls crumbling as they graze against my tongue in muted defeat. Recollection of fragmented grief. Heart strained, not broken Caught in your storm I became the eye And you saw me whole I witnessed your broken And the shattered glass Got caught in my throat. Crumbled into my heart And left dissolving kisses. We lie awakened in a field Of novel landscapes, liminal in their rooted mycelia, expanding into a portrait of our sacred. Our limbs intertwined as branches. Intersmiling warmth into our cores. Differently, this time. In an alternate timeline where the sun could meet the moon without either of them healing from their history of crater-wounds because there were no comets to scar us with widening arteries, blood searching for a heartbeat. Every expectation dying inside my heart. Rewinding their flesh, newborn, still. born. Memories flashing in my cinema-cranium: ["i need to keep you fed." ears carressed. body memory. soft faces hugging at their zeniths. breathing into each other. diaphragms oscillating into one another. vased crimson carnation bent at the neck. ghost of a black cat observing my bathroom mirror-stares. bawling at your hand on my blackhole gut. "my b..." is TV static becoming an ocean of cicadas.] returning to new hollowness, unfilling into a corpse forgiving its stagnance. I've so much left to grieve. Chrysanthemums and carnations can transmute from sympathy and affection into innocence and Virgin Mary's tears. The retrograde of love is grief. #bayareapoetrycommunity #bayareapoets #queerpoetsofcolor #queerpoetofcolor #poetsofinstagram #instapoet #instapoetry #loveislove #rebirth #heart #grief #death #alive #alchemy #slampoet #slampoem #slampoetry #slam #love #instaart #art #artistofcolor #latinx #latinxartists #latinoart #latinoartists #chicanopoet #chicano #surrealism (at Ottawa - Ontario, Canada) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFS_l4SF_17/?igshid=vkjdvkhir4kd

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Body is archival cradles each document with softening hands. pleads forlorn forgiveness in serpent tongues. licks the salt of your sweat and stares intently in the tunnels  of your corneas, silten with saline. RETURN. mantra of lightness of being. I was young the first time i dissociated. visual proces sing: a broken elegy.  the strings from my eyes snapped as twigs would when strained by the weight of their absent breath. I held mine still under my tongue, inhale-less into the present. split my psyche in half, learning to face my reflective portraiture. wallhung up intently by the palms of a praying goddess. earthskin tones of intersimulated spellwork simulacrum  prickling my Ego. bending its tendons to toughen. for trauma wounds itself to stay alive. cuts in order to stay breathing. severs nervous system signals. prepares for impact.  if i am then i am Nothing. I return to my neglected wounds with a broken smile. Nostalgia seeping through my pores as rivulets beckon me homeward. Remember the bloodclots left here by your fear. they miss you. dearly. [deep exhale] °•○●○•° healing old trauma and returning to nostalgia has been absolutely groundbreaking. I forgive myself a bit more each day. I push myself to share even my most uncomfortable, vulnerable, raw poems. My journey of unsilencing continues. Stay safe, stay healthy everyone 😁💜💜💜💜🏵 🎤🌐LINK IN BIO TO ALL MY ART! BOOKING NOW 🌐🎤 °•○●○•° #body #poetrycommunityofig #poetrycommunityofinstagram #queerpoetsofcolor #queerpoetsofinstagram #queerpoets #queerart #queer #lgbt #loveislove #snapseed #snapseededit #graphicdesignerlife #graphicdesigncommunity #selfportraitphotography #selfportrait #selfportraits #silence #silenceisviolence #snapseedapp #snapseededitors #bayareapoet #bayareaproducer #aesthetics #innerchildhealing #innerchild #traumarecovery #traumahealing #shadowwork (at UN-silenced) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFIWLzXFiuO/?igshid=gd5o3tj02oo7