Any weather in Los Angeles that is not sunny and/or blisteringly hot has become a bit unsettling to me, a bit abnormal it seems. Imagine one Sunday morn looking out of a window to view the most fog-filled day seen since you first stepped foot on California soil. You hear the alarm bell in […]Read more "– foggy sunday –"
An endless summer, dripping in sandy sizzle… lie told to myself D.J.W.Read more "– haiku # 139 –"
Turn my fortune around, take on the earth. Walk upon ev’ry ground, take on the dirt. See the rain pouring down, then smell its worth. Gain the new life I found from the whole wide world. I’m walking, my feet are brass. Shine softly, be built to last. Un- guarded, break in kindly. You’re wanted, […]Read more "– whole wide world –"
Let me make you ill with delight. I’m bizarre, humble, love to sing and dance when there’s no music playing, will pass you tissues when you cry about issues, and I dream like no other. Take the cotton candy from my clouds of magic. Devour them when needed, most especially on your days filled with […]Read more "– infectious –"
Vain, vain, vain… filters can only filter so much of my adoration for selfies. It’s the most worrisome of validation for me. It’s the most shameful of glamour shots for myself. It’s the messiest of self-love for I. Good lighting and great angles have become significant confidantes to me… almost like the names Victoria […]Read more "– i just might be an instagram model –"
The cutest couple Cuddles their cares away… Respective spouses not included. D.J.W.Read more "– senryū # 22 –"
Hear them on the streets, in the alleys, on the Metro… conversing solely with themselves. Laughter. Ire. Discomfort, with a gibberish only a toddler would understand. I once read on a conspiracy theorist webpage that they are allegedly communicating with the demons of Los Angeles, chosen and tormented because they’re homeless, and who would believe […]Read more "– the language of the unstable –"