tear in the fabric
Kashi Mai is a photographer who has lived in Japan, Ireland, Texas, Mexico, and Milwaukee. She has had exhibitions in Wisconsin and Ireland. Her photos have been used on various websites including HeadStuff.org.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Sunday, May 22, 2016
called my
in moments of deepest darkest nothing
remember
people are so good
if i submit one day
if i do not win this game
it will not be because of lack of care/attention/trying of others
remember
people are so good
if i submit one day
if i do not win this game
it will not be because of lack of care/attention/trying of others
Monday, May 16, 2016
You are Mine
I will come to you in the silence
I will lift you from all your fear
You will hear My voice
I claim you as My choice
Be still, and know I am near
I am hope for all who are hopeless
I am eyes for all who long to see
In the shadows of the night,
I will be your light
Come and rest in Me
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
I am strength for all the despairing
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see, the lame will all run free
And all will know My name
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
I am the Word that leads all to freedom
I am the peace the world cannot give
I will call your name, embracing all your pain
Stand up, now, walk, and live
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
I will lift you from all your fear
You will hear My voice
I claim you as My choice
Be still, and know I am near
I am hope for all who are hopeless
I am eyes for all who long to see
In the shadows of the night,
I will be your light
Come and rest in Me
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
I am strength for all the despairing
Healing for the ones who dwell in shame
All the blind will see, the lame will all run free
And all will know My name
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
I am the Word that leads all to freedom
I am the peace the world cannot give
I will call your name, embracing all your pain
Stand up, now, walk, and live
Do not be afraid, I am with you
I have called you each by name
Come and follow Me
I will bring you home
I love you and you are mine
Monday, May 9, 2016
Sunday, May 8, 2016
Saturday, January 30, 2016
The signature was blurred and couldn't be read.
It's true that there are many lands you've still to visit (some of which are not even on the map) and wonderful things to see (that no one has yet imagined), but we're quite sure that if you really want to, you'll find a way to reach them all by yourself.
Monday, January 18, 2016
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Dictionopolis
"Well now, well now, well now," he began again, "I don't know of any wrong road to Dictionopolis, so if this road goes to Dictionopolis at all it must be the right road, and if it doesn't it must be the right road to somewhere else, because there are no wrong roads to anywhere. Do you think it will rain?"
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
so, is it worth moving fast? i want time outside to hurry up
He said that time doesn’t pass the same for
everyone. When you go fast, he said, the world around you changes shape, and
time outside starts moving slower.
Sunday, October 18, 2015
Saturday, October 10, 2015
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
i'm froze
"I started writing hundred of poems and sending them out. You know poetry doesn't pay anything, it was just a form I needed. Kind of a passionate, pleasurable, selfish, nice form where you can scream a bit. I guess I needed to scream a little bit."
Charles Bukowski
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
as the propping of girls' uchimata feet
"Although I did not share my father's intense aversion to ugliness, which often led us to associate with stupid people, I felt vaguely uncomfortable with anyone devoid of physical charms. Their resignation to the fact that they were unattractive seemed to me somehow indecent."
Monday, February 9, 2015
Ohio Behind Us
When we ask our mother how long we'll be here,
sometimes she says for a while and sometimes
she tells us not to ask anymore
because she doesn't know how long we'll stay
in the house where she grew up
on the land she's always known.
she tells us not to ask anymore
because she doesn't know how long we'll stay
in the house where she grew up
on the land she's always known.
When we ask, she tells us
this is where she used to belong
but her sister, Caroline, our aunt Kay, has moved
to the North,
her brother Odell is dead now,
and her baby brother, Robert, says he's almost saved
enough money to follow Caroline to New York City.
this is where she used to belong
but her sister, Caroline, our aunt Kay, has moved
to the North,
her brother Odell is dead now,
and her baby brother, Robert, says he's almost saved
enough money to follow Caroline to New York City.
Maybe I should go there, too, my mother says.
Everyone else, she says,
has a new place to be now.
Everyone else, she says,
has a new place to be now.
Everyone else
has gone away.
has gone away.
And now coming back home
isn't really coming back home
at all.
isn't really coming back home
at all.
Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming
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