true love’s kiss

I’ve been feeling extra in love with my hubby lately and made some art for him. I hope you can enjoy it too. https://youtu.be/XjlsXKjI73c

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a note from Earth

My lungs are on fire but like second hand smoke this cancer was not started by me. I give trees and fields and streams of tears flowing into oceans of love for you and your fellows you hardly see as friends. You who thinks you reign supreme over all others you share this body with,... Continue Reading →

Ghost

I see your face everywhere  haunting me til I can’t tell which man is actually you. But is there even a difference? Because he who drives past me in the morning, breaking neck to check me out as I try to just walk my dog and live, is causing a traffic accident in my heart... Continue Reading →

I Pass

Do you think I look up to you  perched on your high horse saying it's my choice  to love more than one and that choice is wrong? Do you think it's okay to shout, "You're not gay!  Stop sinning, start winning my praise!"  as if your praise is what I spend my days longing for?... Continue Reading →

So I want to write a blog (still)

If you've read my recent posts here you'll know that I've been going through a reflective phase in my creative journey. Balancing consistent content output on Patreon, YouTube, Instagram, and this blog takes careful planning as well as trial and error. But I think I've come to a solution for the best balance. If you... Continue Reading →

November Announcements

Happy November 1st! To those of you that observe Día de los Muertos, I want to wish you amor para siempre! I didn't grow up observing this holiday with my Cuban family, but I feel so connected to its meaning. While my family views death and passing as a time for solemn grief, I find... Continue Reading →

Uncomfortable

Does it make you uncomfortable
 to digest this defective conception
 that we, with two flowers, stems,
 and one humble home for some 
potential someones ~flower children~
 must collect the soft pillow
 they’d have laid their little heads on
 in a soppy, sloppy bandage,
 or else cork the very rite of passage 
they didn’t go through,... Continue Reading →

To A Young Girl

Listen closely, pretty girl, to these words. Others will lie and say they are not true and that you must focus your energy on keeping that pretty look. But that is a lie. You might think that you are less than the girl with blue eyes or blonde hair or clear skin or subtle curves... Continue Reading →

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