Tag: women

The Rule of Three

To whip or be whipped that is the question.

An eye for an eye made our world blind

Recidivism

Using tried and true assistive devices

Walked a crooked mile with a crooked smile

Vicious

Insidious

Perfidious 

Got off spinning too fast on a merry go round 

The choke of it all

Fated till the end?

An accounting

Penance

Absolution

Here’s your charm Cindy

Candace Michelle

09/19/1970

Shelly Johanna

3/26/1980

Rachel Anne

05/12/1981

Daughters of Lucinda Jeanine

03/10/1949  –  10/08/1949

I’m With Crazy

I was 10 years old when I tested an electric fence. I was today years old when I realized it wasn’t because I leaned my fishing pole against it.

What will I leave them?

my very last breath

10 toes down

Gripping my mother

More and then some

Self preservation can be a fucked up thing sometimes

13 years of muscle memory

A constricted love story

18 years apart left a mark

I’m walking away  

Exposing all of me

Restoring a faith lost

Nourishing a wounded soul

Safety first

Keep your hands in at all times

If at any time the masks drop down

Put your mask on first before helping someone else

Now enjoy the ride

Music is life

Set off that grenade 

Shake loose of those crawlspaces

Step into the sun

Love IS what WE need.

Heat Wave

Feeling myself

Divide and conquer

Splitting mother fucking hairs

Excuse my french?

Yellowstone

Willamette River

MOTHER FUCKING PAYWALL NYT

THE ENTIRE SOUTHWESTERN US

CHICAGO

Jacobabad

Keeping your eye on those balls?

HOUSING

FOOD
GAS

Whose back will break first?

Our mother who art in heaven

OPEN OPEN YOUR EYES

My words

Still want to taste these lips?


P.S.

DeathKKKult Barbie

You’re not getting that Dough* eyed Vogue rehab cover on this watch

Deep throat that sunshine.

Science

Picking up the weight of the world.

Watch me run with it.

In Eastern Oregon they set the fields on fire in the heat of summer to prepare the soil for seeding, there’s a science to it. Predicting the right weather pattern to lift the smoke out of the valley so residents don’t choke on it. For over a hundred years this has been done.

Almeda

04/05/1863

Roseburg, Oregon

Great Great Grandmother to

Candace Michelle

09/19/1970

Burnaby BC, Canada

Daughter of

Lucinda Jeanine

03/10/49

La Grande, Oregon

10/08/21 

Boise, Idaho

My Heart Beats

Strawberry Mountain

Glass Hill

Rooster Peak

Spring Creek

Tony Vey Meadows

Eagle Caps

Ladd Canyon

Wallowa Lake

Phillips Reservoir

Oxbow

Sumpter

Wolf Creek

Thief Valley

Gravel roads winding through the mountains and valleys like veins to my heart.

Cross my heart and hope to die

I spoke a lie

I never really wanted to die

A promise is true.

Truth be told.

Hand over my heart

Ugly city girl.

Spare Tire

Taking the panic out of my voice.

Measured breaths.

Dancing to the beat of a different drummer

Don’t let Mark tell you who I am

Ulterior motives

Digitizing souls

He’ll sell your soul to the highest bidder

“Roses love sunshine

Violets love dew

Angels in Heaven

Know I love”

Remember

I’m Buck & Patty’s oldest granddaughter.

I can buck a bale and can a raspberry.

Fix my own damn flat.

And I’m Luca’s Nammy.

Monkey On Our Back

Transformative

Not performative.

Dancing monkeys on a leash

Breathe

Spun myself into a frenzy

Tossed so many balls I lost track

Attraction is THE distraction

Monkey on a leash

So many fucking channels

Overloading the airwaves

Muffling out the cries

Can’t believe what is happening right in front of our eyes.

First amendment

Our right to assemble

Quietly.

A homegrown terrorist?

Because we want healthcare?

Housing for our houseless?

Terrorists stormed a capitol

Terrorists march with guns in our streets

Focus

Eyes like a laser

Breathe.

Scream

Swimming in dark molasses.

Everything hurts.

I opened my mouth and heard her scream.

The whites of my eyes turned pink

This foundation means nothing.

Tears are constantly there.

Waking me in the night drowning me in my sleep.

I don’t want to feel like this anymore.

I am a danger to no one but myself.

Enclose me in a box of slate rock

My fingertips running along the stony cleft.

rub the dirt particles into the stone.

I could lay my head down and moisten the rock with my tears.

Cool my cheek against it.

Leave me there till i come to my senses 

That panic came from somewhere. 

Under my rib cage next to my heart.

It scares me. 

I scare me.