soul food

it's not fair, i know it's not love, you know all the chitter chatter pitter patter summa loving we are nothing special, we know we were...

as i reflect on how this year went by, all the times that i laughed, all the nights that i cried, a feeling of wonder--a happy memory...

concept: our life is domesticated. we live in a decent-sized apartment with a large window overlooking the city and a balcony. i drape...

instagram accounts in today's society, social media has become a centralized part of many young people's lives. social media is a place...

i am in love with what is not mine. singing along to lyrics that i cannot really relate to, but somehow, they touch me. i feel them. they...

the best way i can describe my feelings is making art with other people's art

words scribbled hastily on the side of my bedside drawer, overlapping in the dark-- dancing into my head in the middle of a conversation...

concept: i live simply, but color over the lines. my apartment is small, but it is overrun neatly with plants that i forget to water and...

girls are soft. they crumble into pieces at my fingertips, as i grasp vainly at air and wonder where it all went wrong. the words pierce...

i write because sometimes the words that come out of my mouth are halting and misshapen but when my fingers touch the paper worlds open...

concept: i live art, i breathe art. my skin is a canvas. i want to be a blank sheet, if you will be the pen. i want to have tattoos...

the sky— the sky is brilliant tonight. it calls down to the earth below, “sit tight, someday we will all be together as one in the...

he is tragically beautiful- a beauty born of hard faces and broken words, dirt and blood and sweat. the same hands that shake yours have...