Monday, 22 June 2015

my age


i do not know how to act my age, because i have never been this age before... i have never known how to act my age. i suppose i just did things because they seemed what they seemed at the time, and considering that, maybe i should have tried to act my age a few times... ;)


Thursday, 4 June 2015

making dolls...

If I were ever to take up a hobby, making dolls would be it.

I have nor the talent neither the money, but dude, I would love creating them.

Imagine it? You have a veritable infinity of choices when you have a paintbrush in your hand! You can sculpt and paint a blank piece of nothing into the most amazing creation you can think of...

come to think of it now... I wonder if that's how God felt when he wove our DNA together to make us, when he gave me brown eyes and brown hair, and my grandmother's little moll on my wrist. Inside of this tiny egg he put down the blueprint of me, and...

isn't that amazing?

Monday, 1 June 2015

black

miasma
like pea soup
it fills me
up from my toes
top of my head

it's all just black
like a black hole
sucking me in
pulling me down

all of it
is so black

there is no light
there is no glimmer
i do not see sparkles
i do not see light

i pray
but i always do
i pray