Circumcised on May 15th 2019
Today, Alabama decided, I mean, 25 old white cismen decided, to put womens lives in jeopardy effectively criminalizing abortion, & Taiwan legalized gay marriage, & the U.S.'s first gay Muslim judge was found at the bottom of the Hudson. All the while, I watched and worried over My bruised little mushroom head.
I can feel you in my breath
This is a series of illustrative bookart I created to pair with a recent piece of prose I wrote during my time in isolation. “Sinking beneath the surface of the nightThe sky and the ocean meld and split apart again,Indecisive lovers,Soft skin stretches across jutting bones,You pull your fingers through your hair and stretch upward, The long arching shape of your back,Casts shadows onto the bedr...
Kyra Smith - COPY
This is my debut single "COPY".This song depicts what I see everyday in our society. People influenced so heavily by others that instead of embracing what makes them truly unique, they choose to be what they see in the media - a COPY.Lyrics:[Verse 1]You don't talk much do you?Not much is saidDon't talk much do youWhat goes on inside that head?You don't talk much do you?Mystery in that smileYo...
Finding Life in Empty Spaces
I consider myself an introvert. As such, I am very introspective and I find the ultimate comfort in crowd-less places. However, despite my predilection towards empty spaces, my creative work is focused on the streets as that is what brings me joy. The creative energy that powers me through the streets is derived from the solemn moments I spend in these spaces devoid of chaos and human movemen...
Why do I feel scared of everything?
Why do I feel scared of everything? Its a question I've been asking myself a lot over the last seven months, and one I thought about a lot at the start of lockdown. There's been so much to deal with in that time. Who would have thought the human race would be trying to survive a global pandemic on January 1st 2020?I've had a lot of fear in me this year, and that is normal. Fear is a normal emot...
Akward Bird
Hi, my name is Juan-Luis but you can call me Bubba. Recently I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes, and it truly has changed my life. I fell into a depression fade, but photography has helped me feel more like myself. This photo was taken 12/2/19 @ Mary Bridge Children’s Hospital. I have always wanted to be a photographer, and hopefully one day I will meet my life long dream!
The Creation of the Oz
Triumphant as I am I stand to pride and tune As I stand as a statue That always erects their every mood That attracts every crowdThat is who I am The man with the plan The man who always standsCuz that is what and who and how The things I always kind of amBut what about the days Where I don’t want the eyesAnd don’t like to have been seenNever trying to see the fraud I always tend to be Because ...
a desi of the nation
first memories when delving into this battlefieldobsess over the motherland and reject the othersyet is this not home? the land in which there was birthno seed of hatred had been planted, yet it still grew. staying mute, for their language was incomprehensibleisolated in a colourful sea of the unknownmore sparrows came flocking in to rest, now more at homethe common tongue of the englishman now...
THINGS I WISH SOMEONE HAD TOLD YOUNGER ME!☆
Hi everyone! This post has been a long time coming and something I’ve been thinking about for a while. I’ve been pondering over the past and was really thinking about what advice I would share with my younger self! Did you ever just wish you could have had a glimpse of where you would end up when you were a teen? I know I did, and often still do, but nontheless, here are the main things I would...
Honing the Black Art of Speed or, How Downhill Skateboarding Re-Wired my Mind
Seen above is humankind's closest attempt to mirroring divinity. The imitating subject is Ellen O’Neal, a pioneer in her element yet a ragdoll to gravity—wings spanning absolutes, directing her body toe-first into the unknown. She may as well be teetering on the ledge of a cliff. Motionless around rolling desert hills, her eyes remain fixated beyond the blurry abyss in search of he...