portrait with three heads

Portrait with Three Heads
digital collage, 2014
NR

coyotes

Journal
16 July 2014 
hollywood hills, night

Just now, out my window, I'm certain I heard a pack of coyotes. They do live around here, in the hills.
I swear I heard them eating something, killing it. There was barking & howling & it filled the neighbourhood. It rose from the earth, spiraling into the sky like a dust-storm. Then, there was this screaming. This inhuman, animal scream coming up from something's gut. Coming up from something's terror.

seeking

LA, where are your freaks? Your weirdos? Your artists?
I miss the city where every street bursts with originals.
I miss my city, where one doesn't strive for sameness.

I can't recognise faces here. Each one looks the same, as if carved from hot plastic & shined to resemble new cars in the sun. Where are you, my humans? My loves? My derelicts?

only time

out west

I've been accepted to the Graduate Writing Program at The California Institute of the Arts. This is one of the top hybrid writing programs in the country. I am extremely honoured to accept my position in the program.

I will be a California girl beginning the first week of June. & officially a grad student again this fall.

these trees & their light

prospect park, 2011

spring cleaning

when the dust

settles

& still somehow

those memories 

remain