history

meat matters... a tale of my past

I'm going to tell you a little story from my past, back when I was mopier, wore skimpier black clothing and a lot more black eyeliner. Yes, back when I was a poetry writing, sneak outing, school skipping, cigarette smoking teenager. I had morals, values, a need to

egypt

mummified me...

today I had the honor of sharing space with artifacts thousands of years old... I was able to see them, breath them, once I accidentally brushed the very tip of my finger across a water hieroglyph that was carved before civilization as we know it existed.some women worship rock