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.

Dec 7, 2009

HEY ALANNA!

remember that night up at mary's house, all drunk and dumb and fun and me and tom and kara ganged up on you to tell you how beautiful you are? remember? :) something in me suddenly crashed around just now and i thought that today, as the wind and rain pour in to portland, that it may in fact be a day where a reminder of that night would be nice. or maybe just a sentimentality in me to let you know that i remember it and that it holds true today, right now, this very second. absolutely beautiful, dear friend. absolutely. so here it is- a very public reminder. ha! i miss you dear friend and am so glad for your happiness.

love
angela
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2 comments:

Alanna Risse said...

Angela, you are the bestestest. And now I'm crying. I publicly thank you as I cry, publicly.

December 7, 2009 at 4:39 PM
angela simione said...

;) sure am grateful you're in the world, friendly friend.

December 7, 2009 at 6:53 PM

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