Tattoos, Travels, and Tidbits
(Semi) Cheap Fun
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Author’s Note: Lola means Grandma in Tagalog bittersweet goodbyesI greet a memory of the motherlandbut leave behind my sticky sweet lifeRain starts to fall before I turn away Arriving, the memories come floodingDrops of water turned into mud slides on the hillsit’s monsoon season in the PhilippinesI have to travel homewhich one? I ask myselfBut…
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When you first learn to walk through the tide pools Your body is confused and shaking Adult syndrome tells you Injury is one step away Wet rocks plastered with silken maroon algae After you see the creatures move A hermit crab below the clear water Dancing on the dark red seaweed The soft bodies of…
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I wish on a candle’s flame bring me back the unbashful girl I was Who wrote a sonnet and stood on a chair and announced I am an artist now I wake and sleep and wake and sleep All by a rhythm I do not own My life shutters at its lack of claim now…
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DAY 1 Arriving in O’Hare Airport I took a direct flight to the O’Hare Airport, when I arrived I immediately took the train to Jackson, off the blue line, which got me down to a 10 minute walk to the Congress Plaza Hotel. I was amazed by how close the hotel was to the Bean…
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Ian is probably one of my favorite artists, he’s so kind and respectful. He’s interested in getting to know the people he tattoos, and he always makes an effort to make a client feel comfortable. I’ve been tattooed by him a few times now. Every time I feel better after (and NOT just because I…
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gest with me do I win another lively line puncture wound hypnotized by my own bleeding stream you’ve become another knighted girl playing romantic my better half we’re medieval types two fluffy necked gown wearing queens kissing under moon light but please don’t let me feel you shutter at the hint of war repel me…
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Welcome to Traveling Joey! This is my personal blog dedicated to all things travel and tattoo. I recently have taken to painting my own tattoo flash, so that might come down the line, but I won’t make any promises. I hope you enjoy your time looking through the photographs taken and stories and poems written,…
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The sweetest jackfruit I ever tasted Chopsticks please Hold it up to my teeth Suck the fruit from the seed As the tang and sugar fill my blood A rush that comes A crash to follow I’m in the Singapore Airport Wishing I could hold you up like the first jackfruit of the summer Press…
Tattoos, Travels, and Tidbits 