shapeshifter
I write, but I'm not a writer.
I teach, but I'm not a teacher.
I make art, but I am not an artist.
I turn lead into gold and
uncertainty
different places, different faces
I spent the first 34 years of my life in Nebraska. I lived in the small capital city of Lincoln, which was comprised largely of families that had either lived there for generations
plumage in the breeze
Once upon a time, I looked at the world around me and noticed that everything was wonky as fuck.
I saw people spending a majority of their lives at jobs they disliked or
death became my savior
When I was 31 years old, death became my savior.
I had reached a crux of my adult life, which featured me, in the same red wine and tear-stained light blue yoga pants
walls of conclusion
I do my best to cozy down into a ‘normal’ life situation...
Ya know, with love and cookies, and consistent bedtimes.
Date nights and planning.
Steady jobs with paychecks and insurance and stuff.