Together, 2010 "Run away with me?"We run, together hand in hand.We run and we run and we run.She with me and I with her.We run and we run and we run.We slow, together hand in hand."Where are we running to?"Together, we stop beneath the trees.Here away from everything, we stop.She looks at me and I at her."I am running to you .""And if I walk.""I will walk with you.""If I run away?""Are you running away?""No, I'm running to you."We walk, together hand in hand.
1 Silk Scarf, 2010 1 silk scarfI am more than the sum of what I own.1 cloth braceletI am more than the collage of what I wear.3 silver ringsI am invisible beyond what you see upon my surface.5 rubber bracelets (2 broken)I do claim some of your stereotypes.2 necklacesI possess them and I make them my own.3 pairs of earringsI am not a slut because I show a little skin.1 pair of bootsI am not a dyke because I wear flannel shirts.1 flannel shirtI am not stupid because I have a low paying job.1 black beltI am more than the catalog of what I own.1 human-being
Wind in the Trees, 2010 The wind it whistles high in the trees,With a magic all of its own.And the wind that whistles high in the trees,Sings a mad lullaby.And the wind it whistles high in the trees,For those who know what it says.And the wind it whistles high in the trees,For those with nary a clue.And the wind that whistles high in the trees,Is laughing at you and at me.And the wind it whistles high in the trees,For those who think they know, And for those with nary a clue.
Sta.sh
