Ever feel so sad your whole face just feels pulled down? Your gaze too heavy and somber to look up or to bear eye contact with anyone who at first glance you know you will just break down? Yeah. I’m having a bad night : (. I want to write. Write it all out. Write and write and write it away. There’s so much that I want to say. To get out, document, record and finally put away. It’s going to be a long night. There are hundreds of poems in my head - dissertations to dish out in lieu of rest. Too many words to make sense of, and yet they all feel so comfortably misplaced. And so the writing begins…
(I took this picture in Malibu, New Years Day)