follow the path
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In Memory of Matriarchs


i’ve known heartbreak.

that real good smashed into a million pieces type of heartbreak
where you can feel every single crack inch its path across your heart as it shatters.
and you can feeeeel it, 
as if in slow motion, 
as each little broken piece falls down 
down 
down 
into what seems like an endless pitch black abyss.
you know… the type where you watch those tiny broken shards drift south like snowflakes 
and don’t even wonder about their final resting place 
because to even try to see that far into the darkness seems like a feat in pure hopelessness.
and in the place of each tiny remnant of that fragile broken mass
a word appeared.
millions of words,
one for each missing piece of what had once been a healthy vibrant full and intact heart.
words all jumbled together, 
bumping into each other, 
bouncing off one another, 
fighting to find their own private space.
and though i knew it was my job to gather all those bouncing words 
and place each of them perfectly into their designated resting place
try as i might
i couldn’t.

the day before the morning she left 
and that space that had once pumped torrents of love transformed into a frantic swarm of verbs and nouns and silently screaming vocab,
that’s the day i harnessed my last words 
and placed each one neatly and carefully into it’s perfect spot.
the morning after the day she left
i woke up 
and my soul began to weep.

yeah

i’ve known heartbreak.

-mv



lyrics.

Cody ChestnuTT “Under the Spell of the Handout”

For my ___th bEarthday I went to dinner with friends at Gossip Grill.  They gave me a b-day sash n ‘stache… and Mario Vale was born.  Handsome devil.

bending

my mother always said i was a hardhead. i am.  i tend to learn things the hard way.  i do learn though, i’m not unteachable.

the older i get the less importance some things hold for me.  and the more important some things become.  most times i could care less about someone’s outfit, but i’ll study your aura from head to toe.

i’m fiercely independent.  and freedom is my ultimate goal.  

Listen: “Bending” Miki Vale ft. Georgia Anne Muldrow