Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Morning Pocket

I could sleep forever
No tangled 
In the paisley white sheet 
Always coming detached from the end of the bed

Wafting breeze from the open window
Climbs gently, like a vulture on the wind
Up my leg and across my back, 
Exposed because my shirt is wrapped, 
No Tangled 
Somewhere beneath me 

Chickens rustle leaves outside, 
Finding their morning meal of juicy insects, 
The sound wakes me for a dull moment, 
Opening and closing my consciousness 
Like an ephemeral bloom 

It only drives me to cling to sleep tighter,
In as passive a way as one can possibly cling, 
For too focused a concentration
And this jungle of slumber I have found myself in 
Slips away 

I find myself awake 
Hugging a dilapidated pillow, 
Like I am protecting my young from the many 
Creatures of the forest

And so the day begins 
My Amazonia dreams -
Or whatever they may be -
Slip away, 
Never to be fully remembered
But always to be revisited

I'll always come back to you

Comfiest morning pocket.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015


A couple months ago I did something fancy at the gym and somehow pulled a rib out of place. The misplaced rib consequently pulled two vertebrae out of place and by the end of the week I was tearing up at my desk at work from the pain and had to ask to go home because I couldn't lift a dress, much less write about it. The chiropractor popped me back into place and I've been fine until ...

I woke up this morning with the same twinge in my back - and it got progressively worse all day! I went to my mom's dance class after work hoping I would magically dance it into place, but I don't think that happened. I'm hoping sleeping will ;) The chiropractor has been called, just in case.

Yesterday I went to a going away party for my friends Brett and Paige that I went to high school with. We all work together at LuLu*s and Brett and I are both on the Creative team. He got into grad school in Oregon (whoop!) and so he and Paige are leaving us! It was a very fun evening despite everyone being sad to see them go. The party was up the hill a bit and the long, moon-filled ride along with the song below were a perfect combo on a nice Monday night drive. Windows downnnnn.

I want to make so many dances to these tunes of hers.

Pray for my tilty spine ;)


Saturday, September 5, 2015

Tinashe | Bet

Something I've learned about myself: When I like music, I listen to it NON-stop ... so welcome to my world:

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Rooted Around Me

I lay encompassed by the knots in the fallen tree,
Early in the night,
Starlight perseveres through the city light pollution
To meet my gaping eyes,
Under this fluttering canopy of ancient oaks

The wind sifts the overhead leaves
And the wooden limbs sway in perfect randomness
All around me

I feel like I'm in a petri dish beneath the sky
And this bubble of branches is keeping a globule
Of sweet, fleeting summer air
Just for me,
Me and the stars