Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

There were sculptures in the hotel
That reminded her about who she really was
Believe it belissima : not everyone grows up
To be a ballerina or cowgirl

Pizza and twinkies
A childhood filled with sugar
Dropping down the sides of the glass
Shiny in the sunlight


Sun is pretty temperamental here
Like a child having a tantrum
Everyone wants whatever they want
And I dunno
What to say

I just dunno what to say

How many times have I turned away ?
I can listen and not go astray

South America has given you new life
and it shines in your account of things....

Thank you my friend-
Looking forward to writing something in Spanish…

It helps that it's summer down there. My gawd, this winter up here. Just relentless...

It’s fucking cold in winter here! Not like the desert- weakened me- now I have to become resilient again..

No free passes on earth
I’m always getting pushed around by the “ hall monitors”

It’s all ok now.. but I think I burned like ten trees last winter