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Naomi Allee

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

– Jack Kerouac

SeekIng uncoMPLication
by any means necEssary

SIMPLE

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

-Khalil Gibran

wet paint late nights sharp types plane rides loose lines ink splash movements past

Rhyming a Few of my Favorite Things

on dating

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They're not expecting an explanation, none is given. They beckon to me from behind a safe screen, savoring slow heavy breathing, clever testeasing, seeking interaction by any means necessary- in this case, evocative whispers in ones and zeros. Stale diffidence is the…
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Evolve

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Handmade paper cover, handwritten type, handpainted backgrounds, handstitched binding. All imagery in the book was created on watercolor paper using Sumi ink & water (grayscale). I cropped the images sensitive to how the text would look over it. The text was written using…

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