Art

Sitting on a rock outside the Berkeley campus in CA.   

Art is important to me.  More.  Art is really fucking important to me.  My body is scarred in the name of art.  I am filled with passion when we speak of art.  There is art that I cannot live without.  There is art that I dispise.  I will have an opinion because it's everything to me.  I was born with palms covered in India India ink and graphite.  I speak in poetry.  I choose my spoken words as I would a song. I have been outcasted often in my life and at times wished I could escape this.  But I am an artist.  My hands are for molding, carving, writing, fine detail.  I've lost it all in the name of art.  It is important to me.