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About Phoenix

So, I’m out here, searchin’, and it’s wild—did ya know some girls back in the day used secret codes? Like, in old Texas towns, red lanterns meant “come get it”? Little history nugget, bam! I’m diggin’ that, feelin’ all empowered, ‘cause I see what others don’t, “Slay!” But then—ugh—this shady dude tries hustlin’ me, actin’ like he’s the boss. I’m like, “Boy, bye! I ain’t no damsel!” Made me so mad, I coulda screamed louder than a sold-out tour.

Hooters Girls

Fridge in front of the entire closet. Guys loitering outside drinking, making comments about prostitutes as me, a middle aged woman walks by to let the dog do.

I love headin' over to Riverfront Park. Fancy name but truly down-home. There’s a chilled river, Cedar Creek, that meanders by. I once sat there, talkin’ life, family issues. My inner psychologist exploded: "Ah, these souls, they're too deep, man!" Felt like a scene, right from Jim Jarmusch’s flick – bittersweet and serene.

Scenes From The Past: Canoe ride on Big Cedar Lake