Praise
my
body–
such
a
tidy
keeper
of
barren
home–
diligently
washing
the
guestroom
that
will
never
house
a
soul
.
.
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The acknowledged father of gymnastics, Friedrich Ludwig Jahn, was born in Freyburg, Germany, which produces a well-known brand of sparkling wine, Rotkäppchen (Little Red Riding Hood). Little Red Riding Hood teaches us to be afraid of a good many possibilities-- not serial killers and suburban neighbors-- but definitely the path untraveled, and sometimes wolves.
Interestingly enough, even when speaking internationally, wolves make up a significant percentage of our fairy tale characters, but not more than half, just enough to show up on a pie.
Related: I didn't get you a pie this year, @billfriday, but happy pie-less-ramen-full birthday anyway.
Here's to many more conversations that malone like a poet, and to days that flair like a gymnast that gets to keep his name, and to people who verb even when they can't possibly noun. 🥳🍻
I learned to play pick up sticks tonight at the @saywordla fundraiser. I know many of you like to support non-profits that are truly doing the good work, and this team really is. Check them out, give what you can. 🙏🏾♥️ #PlayersAndPoets #SayWordLA #SocialJustice #Literacy #PoeticVoice #PoetsSupportingPoets
Finally catching up on #DoctorWho with @sarahthursdaypoet and @billfriday .
#KeepYourFaith #TravelHopefully #TheUniverseWillSurpriseYou
#ChingonasRise at the Museum of Latin American Art. 🌻✊🏾 (Earrings by @dorastiendita )
#SiSePuede #MexicanDesi #ThirdCultureKid
This is just a parking lot. I'm so grateful to live in this city.
#LongBeachCA #rainbow #palmtrees
She's got the whole #world in her #hands. And maybe that's why she doesn't remember to go outside.
I'm in love with this quote by @gunmetalgeisha , from her latest post. I didn't want to lose it, so here it is for safekeeping: "I take photographs of myself when I’m crying. I’m fascinated by this broken person that’s crept out, this wet, gasping, splattered person who’s at the same time stronger than me, maybe somehow holds her chin higher than me. All that water. How they lighten the eyes, like they’re either reflecting a fire or hiding it just behind the irises. Nobody likes it when you openly love yourself. They don’t recognize self-fascination as a product of self-detachment. They don’t realize you always live outside yourself like an unsheltered, unloved muskrat, stalking yourself — the pretty person who smiles a lot, but only around other people." #selfies #selfportraiture #selfcare #selflove #selffascination #gunmetalgeisha
01.09.2019
Right now, I'm procrastinating on catching up on social media and texts.
There's this point of balance in grown up life, and I'm sure there's a word for it but I don't know what it is. It's the moment when avoiding things becomes somehow more overwhelming than just being overwhelmed. The moment when you might as well get out of bed because missed appointments are stacking up, deadlines are looming, you're missing the stuff you enjoy doing, and the fridge is empty.
The moment when you have to crack out of the chrysalis early, pull your melted DNA up by its bootstraps, and then get moving.
What do you call the pupa that didn't have time to become a butterfly? How do you remind people that just moving around isn't a life hack? Flailing doesn't help when you're drowning, running doesn't help when you're on fire, moving didn't save the dinosaurs.
I'm not on fire or drowning, but I'm sometimes a dinosaur, and I'm currently procrastinating, and I like to think about words I don't know.
The California sun is out bright today, my hair is behaving, my heart is full of love, I'm writing, and I am grateful for it all.
#lilliputianLog #randomjournals
It's mythical-me! Drawn by the wildly-talented @potatobeardraws , please send them love and encouragement.
#instararasaur #rarasaur #rawrLove
