Myself, My own

Finding my place The race to be all of me Soundly in line Bold Untamed Unashamed This life of mine Edge the line crossed and left behind Full of life and love to give Hated Despised Criticized I wont apologize I am not an animal to be caged Told do live in a box Told […]

The Embrace

She stands in the window. Her soft silhouette flowing with the breeze in the open window. The light of the morning sun teasing my senses. She turns slightly to peer over her shoulder. The sunlight igniting the warmth in her eyes. Lips part. She whispers something as she turns Will you just hold me. The […]

The Fallen

I died for you today. My body torn and brutalized in the name of someone’s God. The agony of my death etched into the lifeless skin of my face. Crimson life pooled beneath the folds of my uniform. I died for you today. I was your brother, father, mother, son, sister friend and lover. My […]

Dreams are Illustrations…

My life is a dream. My life has been filled with dreams in dark, unfocused gray on black, in crystal clear technicolor with symphonic sound and lucid hyper reality upon wings of my own design. My book is filled with all these beautiful, tragic and loving illustrations. I sometimes transpose these dreams into my own reality, my art, my music, my life.

Strength of Life

What heart does not hurt that has not lost What day is not long that has no sun Searching, ever searching My soul the intrepid explorer The adventure of life Chances not taken regrettable but past Why do we not sleep the endless quest for self Why alone is not a part of our making […]

My View, Pride, Sushi & Stuff

Well here I sit. I was literally sitting on the curb for a bit while writing today. Now I’m sitting on the stoop in front of my flat. The sun is shining and there is a nice breeze making today and especially wonderful day here in San Francisco. This city is growing on me for […]

The Battle Rages On.

For those of you who know me, I have been through some wicked radical changes in the past couple of years. The specifics of change are only marginally important most of the time. Sometimes not. I am a woman of change. I have seen and done things most people cannot imagine. But I am still […]