Sunday, September 4, 2011


I will sit here
 and watch you ride the moon's moods
 for as long as you let me.

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Draped In Fairy Lights.

I'll hike Runyan Canyon in heels. I'll drape myself in prayer beads at the loudest club. I'll paint henna on my arms before going to the baseball game. I'll wear a patchwork skirt, torn and tattered to the boutiques. I'll open my heart to the worst of it. I'll sing you a song as you beg me for change.

Circus Mind.

Stop asking me if I'm ready.
 I'm always ready.
Take me to the edge and let's hold hands and jump.

Wild Fox.

Hanging out with rainbows and sangrias and men that like me just as I am.

I Do.

I picked him up today, took him to the woods, and married him.

That Was Fun.

I remember it. 1995 and it was hot as hell. The city was new to us, and old to many. It was about slacking off and getting laid. Playing music and smoking whatever came our way. We were young and stupid, but it was the best time of our lives.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Tune Me.

You could tell when she was around for a while.
His guitar was covered in dust.
 Not his fault, really. He just had something better to play...