these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.

thank you for meeting me here in such tall grass.


my artist website is here.

Jun 24, 2009

structure...

...does a body good. at least, this body, it does. as much as i sometimes loathe it, it has done right by me; kept me moving and on track and buzzing along at a fine pace. it's not about rules so much as appreciating time... not squandering it.

the haiku is quickly becoming my favorite form. little poems make me happy.





heated



in summer, i lay
breathless as an old blood-hound
panting toward the cool.



-angela simione, 2009




it was a hot one in wine-land today. really hot. and i am worn out...
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