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The Morning After

The morning after you was when I began to lose myself

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Pedestal

What is ego anyway? The textbook definition says; “A person’s sense of self-esteem or self-importance.” What is self-esteem? What is self-importance? A pedestal of sorts, where we all sit perched. While our ego delegates the day; what to wear, where

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Shedding

How many times undone can one person be? Ani DiFranco once said. The skin will always be there, until it sheds. Shedding is destruction on the most molecular level. The dead cells of our skin flake away slowly over time

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How I Fall

I used to have this recurring dream where, I would get catapulted out into space and almost instantly start to descend. Right before I hit the sidewalk, I would wake up. I haven’t had this dream for quite a while.

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Breaking the Spell

Stand the fuck up and dust yourself off. The goddesses are still working hard. Open your eyes and relearn to see, you’ve been asleep for far too long. There is a great big world waiting for you to make your

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Things He Said

There once was a girl, who once loved a man. She gave and she gave, with very little given back. She saw through glasses made of roses, while washing the world with good intentions. One winter evening at a party

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She Waits

Imagine living in a box, wanting to so desperately to break free. Imagine waiting so patiently, for something founded on fantasy. If only she could destroy reality, by washing her hands clean. “Remember to breathe,” she said, “when you break

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Completely Me

I recently went to my very first burn. LOF 2015. It was such a transformative experience, that I decided to stop shaving my armpits and stop wearing deodorant. Something shifted within and I embraced my true self. Animal instincts, flaws,

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Blue Flower Plate II

There is something about Queen Anne’s Lace that draws me. This being the second image of the flower I have posted here, (See Blue Flower), I have to say it is probably one of my favorite “weeds” or wild flowers

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My Chastity Belt

When I first began taking my self-portraits last summer, I had every intention on making each one severely out of focus, then I thought, where is the skill in that?! (however it is quite a bit harder than it looks

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