Its so hard to let go of film. Something you can hold, touch,smell. Something to stimulate your senses. This is a practice in control. This is a story. Every day encounters and text. I'll keep wishin.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


Concrete.
My being has the consistency of concrete.
I chose this on my own.
I will not give anyone the satisfaction of making me concrete.

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