April 28, 2016:

Wild hair, sometimes with chopsticks. Painting, one leg bent. Thin lips, but sensual. You can feel the pain dripping off her.

Wild art, spontaneous, southwestern imagery, dream imagery, colorharmony and nightmare. Her mother disapproves.

I want to help. With encouragement, with hugs, maybe with love. Interleaved with more hormonal desires that are probably selfish.

She's my tribe. We see with similar eyes.