Frances MM Rebollido

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View all experimental-visual experiences of some of my writing, in a continuous stack.

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© Frances Margaret Rebollido 2018-2024

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2024

25082405 (wallpaper of...) ^08.25
25082404 (...chamois) ^08.25
25082403 (whose house) ^08.25
25082402 (in a dream...) ^08.25
25082401 (Kömorebi) ^08.25
29062401 (ocean swirling ...) ^06.29
29062403 (tripping under ...) ^06.29
29062405 (where does love ...) ^06.29
29062404 (dreaming on ...) ^06.29
29062402 (memories of ...) ^06.29
tiny man to you ^04.25

Radschlägermarkt ^04.15
love note to ... spring ^03.09

Montmartre casualty ^02.17

2023

light material ^12.08
Your subliminal stories... ^11.16
suffering from socks ^11.16
a place above my shelf ^10.21
i only felt good in the afternoon ^10.21
bozocorp ^01.23

2022

second life ^08.28
ant visit ^08.04
mantra ^07.23
lens ^04.24
season of depression ^03.24
turning 30 ^01.22

2021

work flows ^10.20
a time in my life ^08.03
ocean thoughts ^06.10
no dogs and a rainbow ^05.23
malinao twilight ^05.02
malinao sunrise walks ^03.21
after a meditation, new in the island ^02.19

2020

undelivered ^12.18
sinker wave ^05.29
life’s like that ^05.29
white noise ^05.29
the comedy of mania ^05.29

2019

Howl derive ^12.27
photographer ^02.19
love letter to the sky while in tokyo ^02.18

2018

of 2018 ^12.31
love spelt itself out ^11.10
accountability, dead watson ^11.10
a line ^10.28
ang tindera maldita ^07.01
pain, pain ^02.19
shibuya ^02.05

2017

little maddening ^12.11
self coaching ^12.10
daze for days ^11.26
inbetween ^11.19
cool electric ^11.06
heavy nights ^10.29
A. Lopez street ^10.23
sigarilyo sa kadlawn ^10.21
It took five pages ^10.08
it’s temporary ^10.05
progress report ^10.02
clouds for mountains ^09.26
monster ^09.19
moving on ^09.08
cloud ^08.28
i am realizing that ^08.25
breather ^08.21
mean drugs ^08.18
funk on some esum ^08.14
allusions to a diary ^08.14
punctuation ^08.06
amber waves (an ode to beer) ^07.29
watching planes ^07.02
dire nights ^06.18
change by loss ^06.07
good work ^05.22
asleep, most lovable ^02.14
cheers darlin’ ^02.14

2016

sweater in a dream ^11.04
baby driver ^11.04
i‘m writing ^08.16
blond I-III ^08.08
drunk on the moon ^06.18
oyster or hell ^06.17
the peaks and the folds ^06.13
coltrane’s after the rain ^06.12

2015

there is rain behind ^08.04
between flesh ^04.16
flakes of burning ^04.16
family prayer before meal ^03.12

2014

thunderstorms ^10.01
for the taking ^09.20
smoke around ^08.15
radiohead ^08.06

2013

oh woman ^03.23

2012

suppress ^10.23
perks ^08.17
Life ^08.03
moving colors ^06.27
no rhymes ^06.09
beads of light ^05.25
soliloquy ^05.25
hunger dreams ^04.30
white steed ^04.12

a sarcastic drama written impromptu with a friend ^03.19

condition your mind ^02.27
time ^02.20
Home ^02.18
as i read the house of leaves ^02.12
cracked ^01.27
a litter of metaphors ^01.24
^!cutter ^01.24
here’s how ^01.13
a note on style ^01.10
about Facebook ^01.08
feet on my hands ^01.06

2011

on technology ^12.30
red tape ^12.30
^!ideation ^11.02

lessons from the first day of work at the microscope store ^09.15

salutations to the ghost of you ^07.30

boy of the cloud mountains ^07.27

edge of desire ^07.14

apathy = peace of mind ^07.14

dome of blue ^06.15
hermit confessions ^05.18

bitch from up north ^05.04

2010

a poem for my grieving grandmother ^12.22

infidelity ^05.09
keep the faith ^04.29

who left the lights on? ^04.27

2009

monologue ii ^11.01

monologue i ^11.01
if only ^10.31

pronounce your steps ^10.31

the price we pay ^10.28
please be safe ^10.26
bipolar ^10.20

2008

insomnia ^12.19

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_05.22.2017

good work

back at the trash-filled coastal road. wish the air smelled better in these parts. life has been so hectic lately i can only breathe 2 days out of 7, provided absolutely nothing else gets in the way. the bulk of my week is all work, counting hours, attempts to sleep, tidbits of actual sleep, off-work responsibilities, catching breaths in between... still, i wouldn't trade my work for anything else in this city, not at the moment. gotta keep pushing. time seems so short when committing, and so long when waiting. but hey, nothing good ever comes easy,yeah?