about me
that bright light which exists beyond our intentions, reefer, hip hop as my religion, super nintendo (you have to jiggle the game) seventy-seven different ways to pass it to a stranger, cave carvings of ja love, dove soap and a saltwater falls, spring '98, that big ol' sky, BURNING MAN, fire dance, hula-hoop, costumes, glow in the dark pink tutus at a midnight rave, holding a chronic bowl and a book in the same hand, ancient atlases, tiny keys, zippers, my favorite verse in the song, writing until my shoulderblades ache, exercise videos, cold Odwalla, neon pool floaties at the Rio Grande, Sam's beatboy smile, inside jokes over vegetarian food, roots, herbs, salves, being suspicious of the hippies, garden filled with antique doors, finding corsets at a thrift store and pimping it out for the club, festivals, shows, middle of the day park hooping, special drugs, wearing my pink wig, bejeweled in the sun in a bikini and bellydance belt and silver ski boots, shouting about my fashion sense in a desert scene of other young soldiers...we're racing forwards for the revolutions, but they will not be easy...
