Category: Photos
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A city that sleeps
Phoenix sleeps. Downtown deserted. The train stops at midnight, tucking itself into monster’s rest. When we lay in our dreaming beds, the rocking ripples into longer days, like the ocean’s frequency hangs in our minds even after we’ve left her. You’re that way. I taste salt. Smell you around street corners. Where do you exist…
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Headed somewhere warm
In the mornings when I get to work, I flop into my chair that bounces back and forth like those ponies on a playground. I’ve been so far away lately that I can’t even think of the word for the floppy ponies on the playground. My mind, smushed into my skull feels rooted to nothing.…
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Happy *cough* New Year
I’ve been sick off and on for the past two weeks. Some awful allergy/cold combo that went away and snuck back on Christmas (red bow included). I’m about ready to cut my head off. Pat said the allergies may have started from our Xmas tree, but I told him to shut his mouth our tree…
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A not very Christmasy Christmas poem
My mom asks me to write Christmas poems every year for our cards. We’ve been doing it since I was in 10th grade, I think. She’ll take the photo, I’ll write the words and lately the poems that I try to sit down and write have turned out too dark for the holidays. I’m not…
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So you know what’s awesome?
My web elf completely transferred my entire site to a new host that has UNLIMITED space and now I can post whatever the eff I want LIKE A BILLION PHOTOS and NO ONE CAN STOP ME!!!!!!!! So I’m going to go a little crazy with this one and post some pics from the last few…
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Happy Hollarweeney!
Can you imagine it’s hard to work today?! Our boss set out a vat of candy that probably cost him $80 so we have to eat it ALL out of principle and driving to work as two face was an interesting voyage. Anywho… I have a prose poem coming out in an online zine called…
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So I haven't been here…
because this took over my entire dining room table for about a month: Which is entirely made out of card stock and a little burlap and a little cork. But I’ve also been training for digital design and also designing a holiday cookbook and also designing the same cookbook in iPad/digital form and also doing…
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Joshua Tree with my brother Joshua (and Pat and soon-to-be-sister-in-law-Cindy)
The first night, Pat and I counted a combined 25 shooting stars. When I was a little girl, someone told me that shooting stars were dying stars and for some reason that stuck in my mind despite me knowing that dying stars, stars just like our sun, become supernovas and if we were that close…
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Haboob
Last night, Pat and I got deals on lower level Diamonbacks tickets … basically half off WAHOO … so he took the train in and met me at the bar around the corner from work for happy hour, all the while the iPhones were alarming every 15 minutes to update applephiles about the oncoming dust…
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One crack, one river
I live 90% of my life without any skin. The other 10% I wear brass knuckles. That may be a slight exaggeration, 90% is a lot, but I’m beginning to hold who I am very dear. I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: if I were supposed to lead an ordinary life, I…