Photo Essay 1 – David W. Gomez – May 13, 2013

I shadowed David Gomez for one day and interviewed him to make this photo essay. David is a man of very many talents. Thanks for being my guinea pig, Gomez.

February 4, 2013

although my fear is multifold
i’ve no choice but to face it
unravel and advance

this journey is a daily
this process is eternal
unforgiving and incessant

the melting iceberg finds new purpose
the burning forest spreads the seed

Janurary 9, 2013

breathe
it’s a natural process
admit
expel

listen

December 11, 2012

i’ve added the word ‘linger’
to the current list of words
that repeat themselves in my head

i find it oddly appropriate that words like
‘linger’ and ‘remnant’
have latched on to my train of thought

like kite tails, knotted
like memories of things that hurt when remembered
pieces left behind after the fray

some things can’t be washed or wished away

the loss of a loved one
the memory of a bad break up
the words you overheard somebody say about you

linger

November 29, 2012

seven haiku about rain

droplets on windshield
clouds pass by as one huge mass
no start and no end

storm cold front brings chills
thin sweater is no defense
women in small skirts

underneath the tree
she waits for public transport
child plays with rain drops

night time transition
streetlights highlight the drizzle
cars sound different

you are such a tease
i believed you would come down
clouds and wind is all

pensiveness high tide
waves crash and hint of cycles
storm ends abruptly

realeased from above
some think you a romantic
freefall with the wind

(*the photo in this post is from a rainfall earlier this year)

November 13, 2012

there will be no open mic
this is a closed mic night
where no one gets to go on stage
and we all sit next to each other
and turn to the person next to us
and say
motha fucka, let me tell you how i feel
lend me your ear
let’s call it open ear night
where we take turns
one and the next
at listening
or call it open heart night
where there is no judgement
and we all forgive at least one thing
…open
…toe
…sandals
…are
…welcome

July 10, 2012

a blissful moment of
tranquility
inside my head

on any given
summer night
the stimuli perspires

June 05, 2010

my vessel’s here, but
in this dream i go nowhere
a gust of wind please

June 01, 2012

mírame mamá
traigo aquí conmigo
los espíritus

May 04, 2012

outside there was rain
inside there was melodies
strings and percussion