Today I spell Relief with a capital R. I write her big-named, big-boned, and bolded. She empties my chest of bars, operas my throat with song. Today, I let her sing up space. I raise myself above the background noise. I let life be life, but I pull the good stuff a little closer. I know the good stuff and the bad stuff is all … Continue reading 100 / Relief
The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because the sun has nibbled little love bites right out of it. The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because nobody walks in LA, and I am always the passenger. The sky never really races or paces over my left, and so it leaves no tracks. The freckles on the … Continue reading why why because because
It doesn’t rain trash in the city, but the alleyways wouldn’t know that. When the storms come through, our streets ocean and so many telltale smiling boxes sit drowned in the outpour. I’ve been sick for days, and it has rained for days, and those statements are only probably true. All I know is that even when I feel better, I don’t, and even when … Continue reading mostly true
Powdered sugar and painted light, I wish us all a warm-soul night. Painted dream, and powdered day, I wish us all a love-blessed way. Continue reading 30. boop
1. The joy of idea gardens: People finally using Promptosaur is reminding me that everything blooms differently and on its own schedule. The important thing is to continue to nourish the small beginnings we would like to see grow into futures. 2. The joy of found calling: Ra Avis is not my real name, but I recently had to prove to a social media platform … Continue reading 5 November Joys
My nails are too long to scratch story, so I soft swipe the letters on my phone. The tub is too hot for my laptop. The day was too long for anything but float. Today was a lot of time. Today was a lot about time. I lost track, over the years. I lost years. I hand two crisp two-dollar-bills to two big pair of … Continue reading 28. whenever I post from my phone it posts twice.
I took a page of Lizzie’s book today and, when stuck, borrowed a prompt from the Promptosaur. My prompt was about being an ambassador— if I became a household name, what types of products would I want to promote? I would not want to be a household name. There’s something about the echo of it, the telephone-game of it. One day, you step outside into … Continue reading 27. a thinkaloud
I feel triply honored to share this post from Jessie. One, because Jessie is a dear friend, two, because Jessie is one of the first readers of this lil blog, and three, because I successfully nudged her into writing about this. I was complaining about my ducks not being a row, on a rough day, and this lesson blossomed from her brain and blessed my … Continue reading guested: A lesson from Jessie