i had plans for us, san francisco. i had plans

i had plans for us.  we were young.  but you held my name on your salivating tongue - we were naked SHIT i used to have plans.  before the sun rose over the wrong side of my island and my skin grew weak -  i was fighting for someone to pay attention to my agonizing yell when death came through the living room asking "who knows this boy?" * a moment * "prove it! the face-book-onlookers said as we held our ground- scared to go home - scared to stay - scared to be scared - oh how young we were san francisco diego antonio miguel (i always hated your name) - now i love it - what's left of it - of you - of us -  of (mostly) you - and your freakin-neat boots

- always will  .  goodbye

Photo by Eileen O'Malley.  Words by Dustin Whitehead.

try it, native spy

tongue go click and camel go
light face - hidden yellow
dance! sand - across earths bowl
you are cereal without a soul

i found you once when left alone
spirits honor confidence hone
i try to be a porcupine
dinner dessert and purple wine

stains on my t-shirt
under dressed
i forget to kill
yet you confessed

so i wash my quills and stomp my feet
making music cleanly beat

Photo by Falashay Pearson.  Words by Dustin Whitehead.

golf course and sky beam

paintball chase down episode magic feet forward mouse keeper sleep dream and do it again see who follows

not me this time

Photo by Rachel Broaddus.  Words by Dustin Whitehead.