Kerry Kijewski has been a #BeReal guest before a few times. I started this series years ago to highlight real people doing real people things. In a world that shares AI in a way that exaggerates reality everyday it might be more important than ever to keep it real. Kerry just had an article published…
There has been a lot of anxiety leading up to today. I hope that at the very least you VOTE. There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it. Alfred Hitchcock My boyfriend checked in on me. He’s really good at that. He asked if I was nervous. I am but…
I painted this dancer and I messed up her arms. But I rather like it. I can relate. My body has its own rules Hidden, not written down Vague and unclear Very fog of war and unfair And when I make progress The rules change again Some things I get ya know Wrinkles come with…
I just stood up from working on my website. It’s dark out. The day just faded away without my notice. I planned some cool new things and started around 10 am to get to it but as sometimes happens I clicked the wrong thing and good freaking lord it took this long to fix it.…
I entered a few pieces into a gallery show. Ya know to test the waters. See if I could handle the social aspect of it. And… my friends made all the difference. I didn’t feel deserving of their love but I do feel immense amounts of thankfulness. Meet Melted Candy. A room full of colors…
A NANOPOBLANO POST Hi. People call me Hasty. I’ve changed so much since I started this blog. I barely recognize the person who came here trying to find myself. It’s amazing what you can learn about yourself when you start stringing thoughts together using words. I’m amazed at how much can happen in a few…
Shhhhh See that thought The one swimming around And around and around and around The one growing bigger Gaining speed, spinning faster It has you in its teeth Has you hogtied Chained to the train And you sit frozen No motor skills No verbal gymnastics No other thoughts But the one The angry one The…
My life is a process Of inhaling and exhaling Of grieving the passing of Rejoicing in the newness of Feeling the wisdom of pain Wearing the comfort of love Hiding from myself While searching high and low Before finding myself Being fearful of what’s to come And being proud of what’s behind My life is…
Since he’s been around The words don’t spill out They live inside me They grow stronger More colorful, joyful A changing vocabulary Positively charged And full of hope, dreams A kaleidoscope landscape Of endless possibility And like waterfalls The words fall Effortlessly, beautifully Onto a canvas Where I paint them
Like shadows they follow Sliding past bare bushes Over broken concrete They are born inside Tears and laughter And given life inside Pain and joy Shape shifting, floating Like a buoy in water Bobbing rhythmically Over waves of experience They live in the silence Inside the dark quiet They hibernate paralyzed Morphing for years Feeding…
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