hollywood farm girl

I've partied with the farmers, I've partied with the famous. I think the farmers are more fun. I'm trying to braid my Hollywood reality with my real life reality, with my childhood reality, which was thisclose to a Romanian Orphan's childhood, with some Mommy Dearest thrown in for good measure. * these are my words, my thoughts: tammy lynn etheridge. not melissa's, not joe's, not sally's. and i own the copyrights of the photos on this site.

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Name: Tammy, midwestern girl/Mom
Location: where the emaciated folk dwell, California for now, United States

I am a poet, a wife, a mother, a baker, a philosopher, a lesbian.

Monday, October 22, 2007

i can pinch an inch of hope with my special k

www.dennis4president.com

i'd reconsider my stance on organized religion
(money-making bullshit pyramids
who take advantage of the aspired and the hopeful)
if he were to start one


hands up
i found the leader
who believes in love and peace
the way jesus did
and buddha and ghandi
and my evelyn

hands up
i'd join the choir
solo even
and sing the praises of
dennis k
sweet
dennis k

the world's a-changing before our very eyes
fires hurricanes tornadoes winds floods droughts
when is everyong going to put their books down
and start living with the truth they already have in their hearts?

how utterly vulnerable
a state of hope and trust can be

faith
is a hard thing to understand
convey
carry


i might hand my pocket full of hope
to special k
he seems to the be only one human enough to
represent the people
we
the
people
of
the
people
for
the
people
by
the
people

with his soul on the outside
nothing to hide
nothing to owe

the real deal
dennis.