yet another reason to homeschool

today i was driving to work at 7am, having just put my child on a school bus, i looked across a few lanes of the 101 and saw another school bus driving alongside me. in each compartamentalized window, children were leaning their heads on the seat in front of them or lolling their heads on their own chests. almost all of them were asleep. they were fully dressed and being transported in a comatose state to what must surely have been junior high, they looked about that age.

it broke my heart and gave me a small chill. it looked a lot like a correctional vehicle. for a long time i hated school, i hated being forced into the constructs of everyone else's society. i remembered for a second the unfairness of it all, being forced to run courses and jump through hoops at ungodly hours of the morning. poor kids. i am much happier to be an adult and surrounding myself with only what i choose.

my child is bouncy and eager to get on the bus these days, being a kindergartener and in love with the world. i am not looking forward to the day when he hates school. hopefully he won't. if he does, i am giving him the teenage liberation handbook and letting him stay home.

poetry meme!

post a poem.

Love Sonnet XI
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

pablo neruda

(isn't he yummy?)

props

the secret of my iconmaking?

brushes from nocturna.net. i always use them.

i downloaded a bunch of new ones, all excited. and they frickfrackin don't work on ps 6. time to upgrade. grrr. i don't like to upgrade. i don't like the silly xp-looking buttons on ps cs.

um guess what? i'm going to compton tomorrow.