kalischild

The tragedy of the tribe is that we are scattered.

The beautiful thing is when we find each other, scattered to the winds, and drink wine. And eat migas with coronas at seaside cantinas, and shake hands with shotguns held in the other.

The beauty of us is that we can see our fires scattered throughout the darkness.

We can travel, and find each other, and for a time, not be alone.

I wonder why I date outside the tribe, but the answer is obvious.

I'm not ready yet, and we are few and far between.

But, toTexas; to Brooklyn; and to New York; to the Destructive Angel crew, to Sid and Jayson, and Feist. To the grrls and bois who are searching for that elusive combination of intensity, and integrity, chaos and order, and passion and control:

I love ya.

I salute cha.

And I look forward to having incredible sex with you. someday.

Unless you're a boi.

Bois are for fighting,

Grrls are for both.

What do you want?