grey skies seep black black silhouettes silhouettes of of rippling dark grey skin, red eyes eyes that see all all color drained drained from your soul when you hurt her her of black skin skin shining warm warm morning sun her smile died then then she knew why why you killed it it gave… Continue reading dVerse — black — invictus part 2
Ellen Goodman interview of Ai Weiwei, including early life and going up to the present: https://youtu.be/vuvcgjExA-k Exhibition now showing in L.A.: Exhibition now showing in L.A. 9/27/18 L.A. Times article on Ai Weiwei's exhibition now showing in L.A. Ai Weiwei drifting - art, awareness and the refugee crisis | DW Documentary: https://youtu.be/9MkcTI00_uw … Continue reading K’un, the great fish
image link At 60 * Every morning, for 42 years, his coffee waits, steaming. Every night, dinner, hot, waiting on dining room table. Every bedtime, she lies, motionless, while above her he thrusts and grunts. * 42 years ago, her mother was a living icon to how it's done Hours before the vows, she gave… Continue reading At 60
image link When life hands you lemons, you make lemonade. You make lemonade, or in the protagonist's case in the film, “You were Never Really Here”, a bloodbath wherever you go. Joaquin Phoenix plays Joe, a character who struggles with a reality that is liberally sprinkled with flashbacks of abuse, neglect, and soul-crunching trauma. What… Continue reading You Were Never Really Here (2017)
image link Tide ebbs, seafoam dries, and seaweed turns to dust, waiting for the full moon.
image link Crawled from the womb To be hungry Wails from the crib Fell on deaf ears Untended filth and rash An unloved infant Dressed up and Brought out for family gatherings. A boy, a smart boy, Learned the streets Learned the shops who gave treats Found metal and gears And fashioned machines A… Continue reading The Man Who Cried Wolf
image link The man today* said, “Close your eyes and try to visualize the last person who you saw who was ashamed and see where you feel it in your body.” I visualize my mother, trying to understand my brother kicking her out. Then I visualize my ex, trying to… Continue reading Day 6 — OctWriPoMo — Shadows