TINY PRICKS PROJECT

Tiny Pricks! Check out this incredible project by Diane Weymar. Absolutely briliant!

WHAT I LIKE ABOUT YOU





FABULOUS FRANKE

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Spring Break got cancelled last year by The Rona + this year by The Vortex. Girl just can’t get a break, but still, she smiles and laughs . . . ♥

FABULOUS FRANKE

TEXAS

Beautiful, unprecedented, and deadly.

FABULOUS FRANKE

Polar vortex be a BITCH!

TRUE LOVE

 

In the middle of the night, when we get up
after making love, we look at each other in
complete friendship, we know so fully
what the other has been doing. Bound to each other
like mountaineers coming down from a mountain,
bound with the tie of the delivery-room,
we wander down the hall to the bathroom, I can
hardly walk, I hobble through the granular
shadowless air, I know where you are
with my eyes closed, we are bound to each other
with huge invisible threads, our sexes
muted, exhausted, crushed, the whole
body a sex—surely this
is the most blessed time of my life,
our children asleep in their beds, each fate
like a vein of abiding mineral
not discovered yet. I sit
on the toilet in the night, you are somewhere in the room,
I open the window and snow has fallen in a
steep drift, against the pane, I
look up, into it,
a wall of cold crystals, silent
and glistening, I quietly call to you
and you come and hold my hand and I say
I cannot see beyond it. I cannot see beyond it.

Sharon Olds | Strike Sparks, 2004

JO Barrios | Paper Bags, 2021

I NEED YOU





FABULOUS FRANKE

THE PRESENT

Much has been said about being in the present.
It’s the place to be, according to the gurus,
like the latest club on the downtown scene,
but no one, it seems, is able to give you directions.

It doesn’t seem desirable or even possible
to wake up every morning and begin
leaping from one second into the next
until you fall exhausted back into bed.

Plus, there’d be no past
with so many scenes to savor and regret,
and no future, the place you will die
but not before flying around with a jet-pack.

The trouble with the present is
that it’s always in a state of vanishing.
Take the second it takes to end
this sentence with a period––already gone.

What about the moment that exists
between banging your thumb
with a hammer and realizing
you are in a whole lot of pain?
What about the one that occurs
after you hear the punch line
but before you get the joke?
Is that where the wise men want us to live

in that intervening tick, the tiny slot
that occurs after you have spent hours
searching downtown for that new club
and just before you give up and head back home?

Billy Collins | from The Rain in Portugal, 2016

JO Barrios | Paper Bags, 2021

ARTICULATED

Don’t Underestimate the Power of a Walk

On Being Ethnically Ambiguous

Incarcerated Artists

Jenny Saville | Portrait of a Feminist, 2020