This is where you will find me exposed, angry, embarrassing, plaintive, childish, inane, blemished, bemused and broken. Why do I invite you in? To drink your wine. To share your bed. To paint your walls. To touch your skin. To crack your shell. To steal your eyes. And return them open. To invade your prayers. To increase your song. To expose you to my madness and promise. To pour oil and wine on your wounds. To fail in all the above endeavors. Now it’s your turn.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
I don't know
A friend of mine, who is dying of cancer
and who has been mostly incoherent
opened her eyes and stated to me clearly
"I am going to hell"
I don't know if she meant the hospice care home
she was being sent to that day to die
or some great unsettled guilt that haunts
her last dreaming days of life
God have mercy on her
and who has been mostly incoherent
opened her eyes and stated to me clearly
"I am going to hell"
I don't know if she meant the hospice care home
she was being sent to that day to die
or some great unsettled guilt that haunts
her last dreaming days of life
God have mercy on her
Friday, December 10, 2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Retablos by Olivia K
Retablos by Catherine Robles Shaw
These are the retablos I own that were created by Santera Catherine Robles Shaw. I love her work. They would make great Christmas presents. You can find out more information, or purchase retablos at her web site: http://www.catherineroblesshaw.com. The retablo of Saint Damien of Molokai is a commissioned work, and very much a one of a kind.
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