State of Dreams: North Carolina

Hello world.

I have arrived Elsewhere after being all over this pretty north carolina. 

I'll be spending the next month making art, pushing boundaries, exploring, learning, dreaming, coming true.

I'm heading in. Cover for me. 

This Week: on set with Parazit & other random bits of joy

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Over & Out,
Me

I AM JUST A PERSON

A very lost person.

Let you put your hands on me in my skintight jeans.

Happy belated valentines day
(c'mon, I'm a poet, I can enjoy sentiment).
These are a few lusty & lovely shots of my sweetie & I taken by Adot.


And on certain days, life IS a fairytale.
I've got the (faggy) price,
the (anarchist co-op) castle,
the (drag-queen) dresses,
the (artsy) life,
the (poly-communication) fairy godmother,
the (homobile) chariots,
the (dirty queer) ball-

I've got golden gate park as a front yard
and the presidio as a backyard.
Turkish coffee around the corner
and fresh picked oranges in the kitchen.
I've got a performer poet mentor and
cheap classes and endless access to knowledge
at my click-clack of any key.

I teach dreamy students about the craft of fiction
and we create characters
& close third person narratives till the bell rings.

Tell me, how to pretend that I'm not Cinderalla?
That writer doomed for sleeping in the soot
dying alone and miserable like Dorothy Parker or Poe?

C'est la vie.

When all else fails, there are beautiful girls to look at.
Here's one I shot recently.
<3

Welcome to 2011

This year thus far I've had:

2 readings

1 kickstarter finish

2 attempts at singing on stage in public

1 art show

1 storybook romance

1 massive writing crush on Regie Cabico

2 excuses to wear a wedding dress

1 song written for me

1 EP recorded (Let Bloom)

8 days of voice rest

1 city traveled to that I'd never been to (NOLA)

endless, endless inspiration

My rooms in piles around me

somewhere inside those piles is my wallet

which is mostly empty

but still

Tonight I get to be a fancy Teacher's Assistant for the first time ever:

Hello, future? Will I be a College Professor? We await an answer with baited breath.

Next time on the fabulously confused life of the average poet.

Dancing in the streets of New Orleans

Pauper's Cemetary, NOLA

Bywater, NOLA

A Farm, Outside of Houston

9th Ward, NOLA

Houston, TX

Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?

I have.
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(The above photos are from a performance project called "inside outside/outside inside.")