Not sure if my wish will come true, but I’m trying to figure out what I’m wearing to Elle Fashion Week that starts tomorrow. Hard to forget how everyone was circulating this Black Ivy video from Unabashedly Prep and Street Etiquette a few weeks ago. I dig it, but still like to refer to it [...]
Continue reading...30 August 2010
I love poetry and haven’t really conquered the nasty habit of writing them on napkins and bathroom walls. A much better way to preserve you poems is to create your own podcast and I wanna share a few links to one I just found out about. I have a good friend here in Bangkok. Actually she’s more [...]
Continue reading...4 July 2010
Here’s a post from a friend and mentor known by her pen name Ivory Simone. Just a little fourth of July prose to share with everyone. Let me know what images her words bring to your mind. If you would prefer to hear the audio version of this poem checkout Bangkok Poetry Streams. Issan American By [...]
Continue reading...30 March 2010
Which of you actuaries was born on schedule To begin casually making appointments you fail to keep? Who has the most tommorrows Wrapped in your paper and pda illusions of control? Which of you will die on schedule Resting next to your misconceptions of punctuality? Who is so wise he places fate in an excel [...]
Continue reading...17 February 2010
Times is easy And things don’t change So now I pray to God That it would rain The well of love we had has now run dry And change has yet to bring that old dark sky And do you remember… Yes, way back when… the flowers would grow and die again But this stillness… [...]
Continue reading...7 January 2010
[This is the response I gave to the Untemplater contest to try and win a seat in a Personal MBA course. Didn't win, but I'm still pretty happy with what I wrote.] “Society says it’s silly. To the template I’m unstrung. Momma says I’m hard headed and that I must choose what I become.” Momma [...]
Continue reading...27 November 2009
Osshhh— Get-taway, Our sky singes Our ground trembles O—sha—Osshhhooun Wa—wee Can’t go away, But their breath booms Their eyes salivate Their ears fear not the shrills of O—sha—Osshhhooun O—oui, O—ouiii When dancing ceases, Only your river remains Stones guide the faithful wish While upstream your blood soaked banks decree O—sha—Osshhhooun ~Dwight ดนัย Inspired by The [...]
Continue reading...10 August 2008
Now this is the only tattoo I need, just throw in a retarded start, a brown bag, potluck–cryptic identity, and we’ll pretend the clothes fit the high price I pay for SPF. Pre-marked, Pre-pierced: “You’ve got a deal– –Excuse me– I mean you’ve gotta deal…” with the high price you pay for SPF. Framed as [...]
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13 October 2010
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