feast

i will swallow it whole

and carry all the pain away

-la dispute

dear reader,

im listening to fulton street ||

i loooove these guys

and i'm thinking about this idea of

creating something to swallow pain

and im thinking about

v.,

speaking of scars as portals

that must traveled through

and im thinking

maybe

thats what the weavings are

creations to swallow pain

to aid

to gain

to offer

to try

are you even trying?

of course.

well?

i just can't.

why?

because i know the motions move regardless.

and i can't unknow it.

so?

i must.

what?

subdue this seizing at the base of my spine.

this quaking reminder

of must.

and then?

accept that the house has shifted.

the plates have settled.

the play is over,

and the houselights

are still out.

don't normalize uncomfortable situations.

trust your instincts.

lead with love,

and love will follow.

with the power beneath a suitcoat,

as the tulips you feast on,

ps- i knew when i started collecting street art around Chicago,

there were going to be special ones.

ones i wouldn't share.

but i thought i'd give ya a peek

at one name

of the mmmmany names

that live

within the

pulsing streets of Chicago

at one name

that fills mmmme with love

every time.

so grateful to see you.

to have mmmmet you.