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What compels us to label and define the infinite indefinability of our own vastness? I am an artist. I am a poet. I am a healer. I am a professional. I am a woman. I am a child. I am crazy no I am sane. I am strong, no really please believe me. I've made a sticker to put on my car, my chest, my face. It must be true, it's right there for you to read in bold print. But I don't believe everything I read. It's an annoying habit I picked up when I found my brain on the side of the road looking for a ride to the innermost truth of existence. They tell you how to be pretty, how to be happy, how to be successful. They'll sell you any label you think will shortcut you there. I am this and you are not so I am better. But they can't tell you how it feels when you know you've got it right, or wrong for that matter. And what does it really matter? It's just ink smudges on paper slapped across your mouth to shut you up for fear truth might spill out. And truth scares the fuck out of all of us doesn't it? The truth that there is no right way, there is no there to get to. There are only wounds and scars from failing and breaking open again to let the light disperse the shadows that haunt us in the dark of the night. Me, I'm not this thing or that thing. I'm just an animated bag of flesh and bone marveling at the stars and the magic of that mouth that spills the truth.

hunger games

hunter becomes prey
you have awakened the beast
now you must feed her

conception

Looking up at the stars on this clear, crisp night I am bursting at the perfection of the moment.  A stiff breeze kicks up all around me, swirling about my feet.  I fill my lungs with clarity.  A whirling dervish on an ice bitten night, on the precipice, on your mark, lean in, the wind takes me, the air invades me, penetrates me, lifts me, fills all the cracks, all the empty spaces now radiate outward. 
I bleed light.
This is the warrior
This is the wolf
This is the woman
I am the wild

afternoon

you wrap me up in your arms, the sun drops from the sky
I know only your scent, your heat
drop by drop I melt across your skin, take your form
this is the whole world in one breath
the rise and fall of your chest, our gentle sway
we slip into the next dimension
dissipate into starry effervescence
there is no time or space
there is only this
we are free