Tropic Gothic: A Goth in Hawaii

Who’s says you need to be pale to be Goth? Or if you’re goth you can’t be local from Hawaii?

Nah brah! I stay TROPIC GOTHIC!

She serenades the ocean

She watches the blue sea

She calls out to the selkies, the mermaids of the deep

She’s calling to her lover

The one she’s yet to meet

His eyes have always haunted her in visions in her sleep

Portrait of a Trumpet Player in Haiku Maui 2009

It’s been a while since I put up my own stuff. I want you all to know that I am of course still into goth fashion and still weird. Here of course is my “grocery shopping attire” as in I am dressed like I fell out a film noir as the part of the vampire secretary. And yes I am in a Hawaii Foodland as you can tell by the yellow tags.