Professional Ballet Dancer.
Actor, Poet, Writer, Musician, Thinker, Lover.
Let's be friends.
I am finding it more difficult to hold my head up these days.
I follow a maze of carpet to concrete, counting the cracks in the pavement.
My tongue presses against the roof of my mouth to concentrate.
And still I can’t make sense of it all
I watched heartbreak spread like wildfire
Scorching and charring
Trying to pry the joy from our hearts
I’ve grown too accustomed with holding broken brothers
Too comfortable with tear-stained t-shirts
Too familiar with sleepless nights
I squeezed my dreams, wishing to hold on to a world where you still exist.
Where I can still hear the sound of your breath
Where you bombard my senses, instead of my memory
Because my memory is flawless when it comes to the shape of your smile
So I’m dragging my heels, remembering the footprints you left on my life
My kidneys are filtering sadness
My lungs are breathing in oxygen and breathing out hope
I need silver linings to rainclouds, instead of just darkness
Take me away from here
The air still sounds like your laughter some days.
TEXAS Dressing room 2013.
I look nothing like me.
Sold out house of 2,500+.
Let’s get it.
Ready for a break.
I’ve had a rad summer.
one of the dancers here made this combo up in like 15 minutes. We ran it twice, and then recorded it.
Today was the first day I filled in for the lead role I’m understudying for.
It was also the highest house count we’ve had this summer.
Needless to say, it was a nice feeling.
Some big-ish things have been happening in my life recently.
At the end of the season for TEXAS, their is a variety show called TEXAS Originals. It’s essentially a talent show put on by the cast and crew of TEXAS.
They made us audition a couple of days ago, and I got some pretty awesome news.
One of my fellow dancers, Trevor asked me to write some music and a poem for a dance piece that he’s been working on. So I recorded 3 different songs, wrote and recorded a poem, and BOOM! His piece made it in.
I’m also in two other choreography pieces that also made it in.
AND a poem that I’ve been constantly working on since the summer of my senior year made it as well.
Also, I’m understudy for one of the leads in the show, and I’m going in for the Saturday and Sunday performances.
Saturdays usually have anywhere from 1,000-1,500 people in the house.
Things are looking up, ladies and gents.
Last night’s finale.