Soundscapes of the stars as your sleeping in your car. There’s this concept in the humanities called reflexivity. It’s essentially the idea that our lived experiences can define our epistemologies and ontologies: So, what does it mean to sleep in a car? The rushing of the highway, the scratching of Velcro on windows and rustlingContinue reading “The soundscapes of highway 183”
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October First
It’s Saturday and I’m asleep in my car at a Texas state park underneath the stars. This isn’t where I thought I would be as I’m approaching 25. It’s beautiful and chaotic. The Gemini twins must be guiding me. I always thought I would be a singer. Since I was two years old, this isContinue reading “October First”
Baptism without the rain
Welcome to New Mexico Now you may think that it’s dusty You may not notice it’s beauty at first But I hope dear friend after we spent so much time in the cold together that you can also see the beauty beyond snow in these dry landsCertain people think that the desert is always aContinue reading “Baptism without the rain”
O’hare
Some people think you can only have one home. But I think you can have many Places are fragments that become embodied in you. The physicality materiality and spirituality of places always remains in your blood. Its not just what you eat, but who you love and where you breathe that resides within you. YouContinue reading “O’hare”
Despedida por San Juan
Goodbye to the ocean whose breaking waves bring us humbled to our knees. In their deep and profound mysteries. Goodbye to the pastel houses fincas, fields and mountains. To the graffiti murals, tags and poems.To the people, lovers,and friends who roam. Goodbye to those whom also pass through magic lives and distant lands. Gooodbye toContinue reading “Despedida por San Juan”
Train Effect
People always talk on trains Present are the poets Writing in the looking car A natural impulse- Like the smell of coffee spilled in coach seatsThe monotonous hum harmonizing our chatter as we sing along to the silent roar of our thoughts rolling aside the tracks. Such a natural impulse to be- writing.It’s the effectContinue reading “Train Effect”
Homesick
I have many homes I leave my heart with places and people to collect So when I say I am homesick it’s not to one place to which I must return for my friends are my family and my family are my friends and the time in between is split between desserts, oceans, mountains andContinue reading “Homesick”
Where Do We Go?
Where Do We Go, When It’s Not Safe To Stay? But To Leave Is Uncertain And A Worrisome Feat? Where do we Go? When It’s Time To Leave But The Goodbyes Aren’t Pretty Nor Are They Clean. Where Do We Go When We’ve Lost All Our Friends All Seems To Come To A Resolute End?Continue reading “Where Do We Go?”
The Silent Singer 