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.

Mar 22, 2011



this morning in the sun as i woke slowly - that state of half-sleep - i imagined holding you.

i held you tight. i held you close to me.



Elisabeth said...

At least she comes to you in dreams, Angela, in memory and in your imagination. And you will never forget here.

angela simione said...

they are sweet dreams, elisabeth. very sweet.