Hi! I’m Zoe
I really believe I can be someone who changes the world in a positive way, and that everyone else can be too.
I'm a student, hippie, older sister, bicycle rider, amateur website designer, loom knitter, novice seamstress, and a little bit eccentric.
I love public speaking, photography, writing and cooking. I'm fluent in English, Sarcasm and Bullshit.
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Tag Archives: Poem
These poem fragments go with Mideatheire, a Korsakow film that links them with video and makes the order and repetition of the lines jumbled and determined in part by the user. For further discussion about the project, I’ve written a reflection … Continue reading
I turned back. “But, the night?” She paused, turning the words over in her mind until they found the form she wanted. “The night,” she replied, “is never as dark as it seems.”
Meet me on the horizon between the edge of the sky and the end of the world Continue reading
I am not from here and I don’t know the way. I’m making it all up as I go, But I do not know if I’m making it up the right way. Is there a right way? Who wants to … Continue reading
I saw familiarity in their faces Every face looked like home. Where am I home? If home is where the heart is, I’m torn across the globe. If home is with my family, I’m scattered to the winds. If home … Continue reading