Do we have to keep pretending?
April 1, 2021
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The Story of Me
It’s said we conceive ourself from stories mostly created by others. These are the stories that come together to make me. This is my self portrait of memories.
Today I am
It wasn’t like the real thing
March 14, 2021
Dreams of a slain lion
July 21, 2020
Things That Happened
May 13, 2019
Belonging
May 12, 2019
Mar a Mar
November 30, 2018
Stop Moving
August 12, 2016
Love with shadows
July 5, 2015
Weekly Check-in 10/22
October 22, 2012
Where I am at
September 24, 2012
PorcFest
June 24, 2012
Riding the 3 train
April 14, 2012
occupiing wallstreet
April 12, 2012
Occupy Farms
March 28, 2012
Keene
March 27, 2012
Wes
March 10, 2012
Left Coast
March 8, 2012
History of the Occupation
September 30, 2011
Body Shame
December 27, 2010
Cutting Class
December 10, 2007
9/11
September 11, 2001
I was Born
March 1, 1987
Do we have to keep pretending?
April 1, 2021
It wasn’t like the real thing
March 14, 2021
Dreams of a slain lion
July 21, 2020
Clay Street Facing West
May 1, 2020
Things That Happened
May 13, 2019
Belonging
May 12, 2019
My Desk
December 24, 2018
Mar a Mar
November 30, 2018
Stop Moving
August 12, 2016
Desk in the Poet House
August 21, 2015
Love with shadows
July 5, 2015
Weekly Check-in 10/22
October 22, 2012
Where I am at
September 24, 2012
PorcFest
June 24, 2012
Riding the 3 train
April 14, 2012
occupiing wallstreet
April 12, 2012
Occupy Farms
March 28, 2012
Keene
March 27, 2012
Wes
March 10, 2012
Left Coast
March 8, 2012
History of the Occupation
September 30, 2011
Body Shame
December 27, 2010
Cutting Class
December 10, 2007
9/11
September 11, 2001
I was Born
March 1, 1987