Sequoia Barakah Solmorales

Boise raised artist

Maker of music

: Paint my fence Pull my weeds Breath your breath Tend your needs And bleed Until you are unbroken
: you’re a rolley polly covered in dirt spoken to you curl all up roll away roll away
: misted by our own condition we listen spoken to gently like galvanization of wet metal not rusted not new wonderings and weavings wirings and well-being’s consider kinder
: she caught me off guard checkers and slips and touch with ins you invigorated that creativity under the skin shifted faults I salute to the way you walk away
: ornery ways you have em as if you’re merging onto a busy lane can’t choose it can’t decide it where do you want why do you want not what do you want, I know that already I wonder when our whereabouts will wind whimsically int
: always is off of the table a curtain ripped off the wall feathers falling down close closer close again closing they go further into spirit they must be those who embody those who migrate mitigate run

sequoiabarakah@gmail.com