the silent figure in whiteface as an artform

i woke up to the sun in my face and sabrina’s alarm going off repeatedly. i was so tired. yelled ‘turn it off’. i’ve done it too with the alarm beside my head and she had to come shut it off. deep sleep sometimes. put on my sleep mask and took in a few more hours. my body aches. sobey’s, every time i go there are people i run into. it was pouring down sheets of rain. wore my new wellies and a yellow jacket, perfect rain gear. keep telling myself to clean my room. i suck at it. tomato soup and toast for lunch, one of my favorites. clear your room. dying to watch annie hall for some reason. eagle tattoo is gone now. i’ve decided i like mimes.

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even when it rains, it shines

they weren’t just a pair of  boots to me. they became part of my life, i loved them.  i would wear them all the time and when they were gone things just never seemed the same. i though about them and everytime the weather said rain i missed them a little more. i don’t know where they went but i got a replacement to fill the empty space on my feet when it rains. the forecast is calling rain for a week i say let the rain shine. white wellies.

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