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.
Showing posts with label girl meets NYC. Show all posts
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Jun 5, 2009

accidently...

i am always the last to board the train. i never know where the train station is, when the trains are coming, or why they come at all. i don't really even consider trains until i look down and realize i've managed to smuggle myself on to one. and this one, it seems, left before i arrived and i am left to stand on the platform knowing i missed something worth knowing. can it be true? girl meets NYC is no more? best of luck to you, brave sweet girl. maintain that soft romance and fearlessness of yours. :)
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