by pbsartist | Aug 20, 2024 | OPENstudio
nope not a typo weather not whether I am leading this down a long corridor of life this is about not storms or tornados neither all sunny skies and birdsong it is about a place we all travel whether the weather is pleasing or not it is where we all live before we live...
by pbsartist | Aug 18, 2024 | OPENstudio
part of me resonates with this remoteness the monk part the solitary part the recluse part the part of me that wants to know more of myself of life of living the part of me that wants the truth to step into the world in a way that means something regardless of its...
by pbsartist | Aug 16, 2024 | OPENstudio
the prescription is to hit pillows or scream in an empty room I favor writing it out ranting on paper it helps sometimes it shows me something I’d missed or a way to see around the pain frustration despondency all words that come back around to anger mostly...
by pbsartist | Aug 14, 2024 | OPENstudio
remain for awhile right where you are before opening the day
by pbsartist | Aug 12, 2024 | OPENstudio
the end of her that is more permanent than this weeping trail of excrement we are left with seemingly never to end keep drawing out like a clothes line across buildings or phone lines from communications transformation or if not that this then something like radio...
by pbsartist | Aug 10, 2024 | OPENstudio
before my first breath a memory long distilled from my cells yet remaining as story told through human history I was alive some would say my self there inside I am not sure and I don’t need to know one way or the other my mother let the tunnel of my becoming...
