The Skinny
- Jie Hua
- Detroit, Mi
- I'm in the process. I'd like to expand on that, but it's in the process. I go about my business under the guidance of gut-feelings and universal street signs. I see myself as a very quiet person. Not because I have little to say, only that my abundant thoughts know not where to start. As a child I fantasized about looking through a telescope to give me truth about the world. It amuses me now that what I am doing is looking down a microscope in an effort to reevaluate my holistic position. I am a loner, a drifter, a dreamer.
Friday, April 10, 2009
The Spinner
Homemade sin and blood clots on a friday afternoon. I wear this mask wherever I go to conceal the intimate parts of my soul, that are so vulnerable to emotions vile depth. So I smile on, with solar emission bright while this fissure in my heart tears deep and sorrowful. I watched him from across the room, knowing what I know. Forcing myself to watch, I do not know why. I've practiced denial and I am no closer to perfect than the day I started to close my eyes. It stings like the tip of a needle borrowing into the soft interior of my tissue. I'll spell his name in collagen fillings on my skin and I'll try to forget there ever was a moment like this.
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