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Yet another early morning bus ride
Six inch heels and noir dress
Feels out of place and almost ridiculous
Standing on the corner
Looking down the street
for the number 20.
My route day in and day out.
Same bus down town, same bus up town.
Never quite feels the same at all.
Looks at me and laughs
“What you doing under the STOP sign girl?”
Bus all to myself.
Added by Aideed Medina on June 28, 2012 at 11:30am — No Comments
When Etta sings
I let go
into my unapologetic
That false feeling
That I know you,
that you know
Addictions do not make sense,
They have no reason.
Who could care what day it is,
who loves me,
or who I hold.
My body is obsessed with the thrill
Of the fantasy.
when I think I could lock myself up in a glass…Continue
Added by Aideed Medina on June 23, 2012 at 11:30am — No Comments
De todo lo que puedes ofrecerme...
Dame una guitarra.
Dame una cancion.
Te puedes quedar con todo lo demas.
Ese temor que te acompaña, en el amor, no tiene lugar.
En esta vida
una mujer tiene que ser
con cada paso.
Hay demasiados modos de perder
todo lo que amamos.
La Muerte, el sol, y el trabjo
exigen muy caro precio
a nuestra piel.
Me roban la juventud
que me dio la belleza…Continue
Tengo mi alma hecha ceniza
Espeso lodo de volcan
Como el gato de mi casa.
Cruel y arrogante ceniza
Que se atasca en mi garganta y me enciega.
Siento el vientre lleno de esta.
Quema y se revuelve con mi amargura
Nada como aquel que prepara mi abuelita.
Entre mas arrebato con mis brazos cansados
mas ondo me siento undirme.
Estancada en este barro.
"dicen que de barro…Continue
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Added by The Art Stand Gallery on June 17, 2012 at 1:36pm — No Comments
he does this thing when we're in his car parked next to a tree
where his hand hovers everywhere on my body
and every now and then he'll graze me
and i'll just moan a little
because he's too nice
to not let him know
he's nice and good at not touching.
Added by lemon v on June 16, 2012 at 1:00am — No Comments
Only he knows the right song to play.
He has music.
A weapon I can’t fight.
Difficult to find a defensive stance
when the assault is enveloping in just the right key and beat.
The song plays on, and beautiful wicked thing that I am,
I stay coiled in my skin,
and sway back and forth.
You can’t get angry,
when he is not the one playing with your soul.
The song played.
Hello FresnoArts community,
I hope everyone is doing well. I apologize if I have not participated in our community for a while now as I've been busy building the next iteration of FresnoArts.net.
I started FresnoArts.net a couple of years ago with one goal in mind: to connect our community together through the ARTS. We continue to achieve this goal through our social networking platform for the arts community (My.FresnoArts.net) AND through a shared audience…Continue