Book Binding

I’m in a bookstore. The old and quaint and beautiful kind, made for the uncommitted browzer. And it smells like you. It all does. It all smells like you and I can’t bring myself to leave. To give up my final opportunity to pinpoint exactly what kind of tumreric and aged paper and cedar you’ve…

Sweet Tooth in the Desert

We stand at the bottom of eroded earth but stand on the dried remainders of what eroded it. The destroyer destroyed dismantled by the exposure of the sun. Water separated from its salt, moves on to keep being and impacting. Our Sight inhibited solely by the curve of the earth At the bottom of Death…

Just out of sight

Customizable . I am in a hot room with windows so tall the walls are glass. With sun so low in the sky in the day it swallows shadow whole but not with gold. with platinum. And somehow those palm trees don’t have to be seen to be felt. The same for our city. The…

Breakfast Lunch Dinner

I chant into my version of the universe “I believe I exist and I believe it doesn’t matter.” And so, it didn’t hurt anymore. (at least not to the fragments of my self that haven’t blown away and become the clouds that I walk on and the air that even I breathe. I’m expanding and…

New Meaning to Love Song

Tonight I listened to the song that. I listened to when I was falling in love with you. And I remember it well, now. the feeling that is between all the comfort and the habits: You are under my skin And to remove you would be to compromise the self. From 22 May, 2015.

Easily Read Easily Read

Cornstarch, water, red food dye make up the blood of your bleeding heart and cuts on tired worked hands. Maintain an angered face in a partially conscious attempt to meet me where you think I am. Maintain a fist where your heart and empathy should stand. What can you hold behind your words? I don’t…

Vitalized

Tonight, this year, this month I am reminded what it is like to be a part of the energy of life. Why do we say that humans themselves are intricate, an individual is detailed, is complex? It is the universe that is intricate. We are the details.   From December 5, 2016

Heart of Maslow

On the walk home I was excited to have a place to go at last. Importantly, you were there. More importantly, I was there. I will not say my house is home because you’re there. I am my home. Before all else, I am my home. I will say I’m glad I found you while…

No tree

You said “a fiery, electric, platonic connection.” And I’ve never been loved the right way so naturally I’ll never love traditional. I’m not afraid anymore that I’ll love wrong that I’ll hurt-touch like them. But I’m wary of the molded loves, of being expected to give my heart and hand to the same person to…

(Another) Introduction

I’m recreating the wordpress known by the domain saritabrady. I put a lot of work into that but what is writing for if not for honest expression? I’ve decided to go by J.T., short for Jay Teo, to move further away from the gender or past I was squeezing myself into to stay relevent in…