Originally a spoken word piece, but I like it on paper as well. Thinking about humans vs nature, comfort and complexity. Safety and risk. All of the good stuff, I suppose you will need to read to find out more.

An old stream of consciousness in a lonely state.

Did you think a tractor could be sexualized? IN THIS ECONOMY?!?! Neither did I.

I’m making french toast and it almost smells like grandmas kitchen.

Finding shiny scrap metal and turning it into something. My crow senses are TINGLING!!!

Gabagool. My heart and soul poured out into words and paint. Gabagool was an outlet for life in five months of isolation, now they can be an outlet for you to read!

A stream of consciousness