"Do you fall in love often? Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all"
-Jeanette Winterson
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| scoop malibu film |
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| katerina malibu film |
Monday, January 23, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
young blood
these are the fast times
we are the natives of the grassy hills
the princesses of daisy chains and cartwheels
the princes of the tallest trees and the underground tunnels
we live in a fort made of sheets
covering our eyes behind warm hands
we blindly run as fast as we can
confused, why do we keep falling?
tripping and scraping our elbows
we hit the dirt, eyes still closed and covered
the cut stings, and the nauseous feeling rises
we cautiously peek out to see a face
framed by a hue of comfortable blue
for a moment we panic
we don't want to get up just yet
we don't want to take our hands from our face
it's nice down here
but our new white shirt is now tie dyed red
and we remember those fast times,
just smoke and sun
so we take the native's hand
back to the grassy land, just wanting to run
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| sabrina poughkeepsie film |
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| bottle martha's vineyard film |
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| harry poughkeepsie film |
Monday, January 16, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
sugar walls
it sure was a long long long winters night
as far as my eyes could see
well my heart was way
down in a warm warm summer breeze
(artistic license with a hendrix classic)
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| matt lake tahoe, california film |
Saturday, January 7, 2012
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