Remains of a Blurry Memory

I awoke to the rusted sun 

shining through a 6 foot tall window.

My eye lids struggled to stay shut, 

but were shrinking away from each other

as neurons jumped and revived.

A tall shadow crept in front of the rays 

melting away my catatonic state;

a dark figure makes itself known.

A crashing wave struck the back of my brain 

expanding down my nerves, 

preparing them for flight.

A lanky figure with an apologetic face,

matronly-built torso and full legs

which fade into black chiffon dust 

toward the floor

wedges itself between my curiosity and superstitions.  

I mentally shrunk into a crowded corner

where my fear of ghosts and mysterious figures reside.

I found my crying, shivering childhood self

cowering behind a memory 

of shadowy figures who quickly left 

after they knew they had been seen.

When I peek out, 
the faded woman casting her shadow over me

shows her soft, weathered face.

Unmistakable now, 

I’ve known her before, 

in a certain time and space.

Blinking uncontrollably to refresh the image

and rid the room of the familiar intruder, 

I watch her waft closer with open arms and tilted head.

To avoid showing my soul to this eidolon of my past 

I turn my heart away, 

she shrinks like a deflating balloon 

but continues to glide closer.

Her hands gently caress my shoulder and graze my knee.

Taking a hard, deep breathe 

I expel a demand with hopeful certainty

“You’re not real, you’re not here!”

And it was true.

She disappeared.

She came to comfort the inner cherub 

who felt more intensely abandoned than I 

would ever readily admit. 

In a strange way, I was happy to see her,

Its’ been almost a year since grandma passed away. 

Spring/Summer 2013- Fashion Institute of Technology

Fashion Institute of Technology 

Student Observation of the Runway for S/S-2013 

I have selected a collection of garments from the different runway recaps I have seen online which I personally think are the most creative, aesthetically current, and all around great designs.

 Carolina Herrara

 Diane Von  Fürstenberg

Donna Karan

GenArt

Herve Leger

 Three as Four

Tommy Hilfiger

Zac Posen

Christian Siriano

2012 Kait

Eidolon

We are curious creatures

searching the Earth always

looking for the unknown

Until we find the soul we are destine to see

we looking at every person with clouded contacts

A beacon goes off,

the soul is ignited

with a subtle, unmistakable pull toward the other;

both sides are to become whole.

Once those souls see each other,

the bell cannot be unrung,

those white, clouded contacts start to fade away,

 and small pieces of unknown memories filter in

When you see someone clearly for the first time

you notice everyone else wears opaque contacts,

just as you did,

they all fall short in comparison to your partner soul,

100% of the time 

Hot, chilling streaks

rush past your ears

down your spine

to the tips of every appendage

with such precise knowledge

of their destination

Minute by minute,

season by season,

year by year,

the opaque contacts become magnifying lenses

  for the other soul

The only inclination is that this will be

so awe-inspiring

the second your eyes receive its’ magnificence

it will sweep you off your feet

and change your perspective forever

So when you see a

shining,

pearl white,

chiffon-like elixir

that is so warm and inviting it pulls you in by your heart,

take hold and observe

for this is your everlasting love