Stormy Romance

This is a photo collage that I did for college. It’s several photos that I took of a supercell thunderstorm and pieced them together in Photoshop for a surrealistic project. The middle reminds me of a face. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it. 🙂


If you’re frightened by storms,
You won’t last long.
But if you love dark clouds,
Then I will sing your song.

There is beauty in these skies.
Thrill in this lightning bolt.
You will always be amazed
By the power that I hold.

I’m like a bomb of drama.
You never know when I will drop.
My winds are for the fearless
Never begging me to stop.

I don’t mean to take
All your precious-proud intention.
I simply require
Your complete and focused attention.

Duck and cover.
Pray and wait.
Don’t assume
That this is hate.

Can you blame a thing like nature
For doing what it’s taught?
This storm’s path for wrath
Is what Force has thoughtlessly wrought.

If I ever loved you,
It’s because you could withstand
The worst I had to throw at you.
You took it like a man.

Don’t worry, it’s almost over.
Then I will have passed.
At least you’ll have the story
Of the storm that didn’t last.

Don’t Mess with Success

So, the picture is a bizarre lithograph I made for printmaking at college. I ended up turning in something completely different for the assignment. It’s not my best (her lips are lopsided and her hair is on fire lol), but I like the party-girl-smoker, sleepy-eyed, end-of-the-night, boozy feeling. Like “the girl you wish you hadn’t…” from SNL. This post has nothing to do with my current situation, just a puff (of smoke) from the past.


I thought I couldn’t live without cigarettes.
I loved to smoke.
Then I quit because I couldn’t inhale without coughing.
Now I can’t imagine enjoying another drag.

I thought I couldn’t live without food.
I loved to eat.
Then the diet to end all diets because I was dying.
Now I can’t believe how good life tastes.

I thought I couldn’t live without you.
I loved you.
Then I lived one day without you.
Now it’s easy.