I want the space behind your face
What's behind my face space? Intergalactic waves, surfing souls, like a shaman spiritual glider. Grounding body to the planet, and raising my spirit to the stars, the moon, and the sun. Trees, rivers, mountains, animals, people. Always people. Persons. Humans. Laws. History. Politics. Crying children dying hungry. Slaves. Poverty. Silks. Baths of milk, honey and flowers. Alternative health and medicine. Books. Hours of books floating in my head. Negativity living like moths feeding off my light. Bringing my flame low before pushing the glow to a lighthouse. Gritty gaffiti on forgotton walls. Green growth over industrial waste. Art between vines. Dance and harvest. Always searching for a solution to everything.
You got somethin to ask me?I saw a fox.for the first time in my life.
Its a beautiful morning. The air is fresh and I’m walking to the store to get some smokes (yea yea) when I see a brown shape. I get scared of course because my imagination is telling me that it’s gonna attack me and give me rabies, but it was a cute fox.
I still didn’t get close.
Telling my sister Precious via text just got me a reply telling me I should catch it and name it Todd. (Reference to the movie The Fox and The Hound)
I said hell no. I ain’t catching no kind of rabies.
I said that I wish my gramma were here with us to my cousin. Which made me cry, and I think it made him cry too. He has sunglasses on and walked away real quick.
We miss our Grammy. We eat all the candy we can find for her memory.
I’m on vacation with my aunt Trice, cousin Mahlik, sisters, and mother.
Everyone is irritated with my aunt.
Most direct conversations with her turn into an argument. She will police you and talk to you rudely. She barely can manage to look me in the eyes. If she does, she mostly just rolls them after.
I don’t have the patience right now to deal with this calmly on a 24/7 basis.
Today is Thursday. We leave Sunday morning.
Someone send me strength and patience.