The windows and doors are flooding,
water pouring out from the second story
onto the street by the freeway.
Loud wails and an eruption of old resentment
spill out onto the sidewalk and into the street,
flooding the entire city.

This magical house can destroy everything.

a message to my future kitty-child

I will love you forever, because you will always be at my side. You will favor me above all other peoples in the house. Constantly on my lap. And you can love me too because I am a forever home.

Kitty; I don't know your name yet but I hope this is your face.
formerly known as Gypsy Rose.

and maybe after fearing this holy angel, i was the bigger monster after all.

She packed all of my clothes so then I wrote:

you will not make me move
i will sit here behind this locked door
you will not touch me or talk to me.
i refuse your presence.
here i am safe to cry without your judgment,
i feel like half-full of water in my lungs.
gasping like a fish over land.
I wont move from here.
I'm stubborn I'm wicked

I won't do anything
but sit in this corner behind this locked door
smoking this joint and waiting for you.

I have memories in my fingers
each one dances beneath my flesh,
in between my brains,
a second long flashback of back then
and waaay back when;
herstory that goes generations deeper than the surface.

Today I have made a decision

I will concentrate on my energies. We are made up of energy therefore
we are a circuit a cycle constantly circling.
I will get energy from the earth,
I will gather energy from the sky.
I will close my eyez through out the day and stand with the earth and the sky
and feel it cycle inside me, heal me,

give me energy to go about my day.