Imagery and logos Versus faces and brand A trademark apparel Of bones walking to destination Of spherical rotated land; A chisel within a filtered paragraph, A cherry on top of Re-released validation. It’s not me anymore, It’s myself; More than cay’s contrived aesthetic of spirit. I found Her center With flag in hand And thus… Continue reading The MFA [Final 4]
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Degrade A Beef
ᴀᴡᴀᴋᴇ, sᴛᴀʏɪɴɢ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Don’t think it is justifiable to end up all alone. I did this to myself; forgive me, I know. I think within my world, and I live within my oven. I fill it with biscuits growing towards the gates of nothing. It’s sorrowful when you realize all you can do is express… Continue reading Degrade A Beef
Golden Chaos
There's a girl, who walks in a field, surrounded by flowers She can only feel. Free from the sunset that falls on her back, She dances and sings every word on the track. The moon is her light of a loving composer, Filling the beat with sounds of the slumber drifting closer. Finding the shore… Continue reading Golden Chaos
Living on Bunny Time
The delicate balance of thought & action of persistence & renewal of speaking & listening of knowing & trusting of reaching out & breaking through of hopping & spinning in place of following one’s white rabbit while He yells, “We are right on time.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ How do you rest in balance? What is your peace… Continue reading Living on Bunny Time
WBCW
The buffalo within speaks of destiny in choice. Relation in recognition of knowing that seeds of path are sewn into an elaborate tapestry of people, places, things. A composition of one’s own blueprint, a knower of scenes, a writer at their own cedar-wood adorned desk. This is me. Announce and speak humbly. A master in… Continue reading WBCW
PART EIGHT
On the notion of illusion, I don’t speak of fact, I speak of Truth in algorithms of math. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I face the Wind that howls with me and whisper my Blues to be printed as Free. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ To surf with the echoes in the meadow, you see, would be genuine visions of gumdrops on trees.… Continue reading PART EIGHT
October
Watch now, Watch Free, View me explode. Tune in, Turn out, And prepare to reload. Create space between your fingers and grasp for the group, Don’t mention the colors you obtain for proof. Lie there, Lie still, Countless suspects foot the bill. Running red, The negativity spreads, The house becomes drenched in one, tiny threat.… Continue reading October
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I am Kendra, & this is so–— I bellow it deeply & repeat costumes from my drawer. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ My well of emotions is from the whole of my control— I find it odd to label what is not of one’s own— Then why do I claim the words as mine known— when in actuality it… Continue reading Ж
Magic Man
I try to understand,I do.I cannot. We're sharing it. You can't share it.It is mine.It is gone. I am gone. Busy, loafing around.
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