Do what you love.
fuck the rest.
by Yusef Komunyakaa My black face fades, hiding inside the black granite. I said I wouldn't, dammit: No tears. I'm stone. I'm flesh. My clouded reflection eyes me like a bird of prey, the profile of night slanted against morning. I turn this way--the stone lets me go. I turn that way--I'm inside the Vietnam Veterans Memorial again, depending on the light to make a difference. I go down...
I could have gone back
but I wanted more. I don’t need to be who I was before. Life’s at it’s best when you brave the storm.
Finally listening to Better Weather
Bad Maps. just wait. best creative experience I’ve ever had.
It took them like 6 months.
but my Skyway EP is on pandora. like that shit if you’re ever listening to some crazy channel and something of mine pops up.
circa board talent →
lots of it. me too.