Traumas Linger

Emotions linger–
Emotions of the dead,
Traumatized Spirits
what was meant to cure,
cure people of their traumas.
It lived through The Great War, and The Second,
Vietnam, and The Gulf.
But rather than lay their broken bodies to rest,
they broke their spirits–
causing trauma,
and eternal unrest.
They say there’s no rest for the wicked.
Here we find the victims of the wicked,
restless and victimized,
by those wicked
hired to relieve the burdens
of those already traumatized.
Enter the halls and feel,
the relentless grief, the pain and lingering trauma
caused by our so called “Healers.”
Here victims of victims
live on restlessly,
and all those wicked,
whose job it was to relieve them
of their troubles,
rest quietly in their graves,
marble tombstones,
and inheritance for those they left behind.

Traumas Linger from Boijon Media on Vimeo.

Lingering Bodies

Something unnameable, intangible–
ethereal–fills these halls.
Enter and feel the call of the void.
Lingering spirits, whose bodies misplaced,
seek peace in retribution–vengeance.
Respect for the dead is a long held tradition–
it’s basic human rights–even on the battlefield.
But in a place
where those warriors of life, pain, and suffering
sought refuge, healing, care
were confronted with the deepest disrespect for human life–
their bodies thrown in closets and empty spaces;
disregard for humanity in its most fundamental sense:
the treatment of the dead,
the disrespect for the bodies they inhabited, lived in, called their own–
worked with, made and raised children with,
fought the everyday battle–
something lingers, not just in the air.
something pervades, invades the souls of all who enter,
reminding them:
“Each person fought a battle,
and when that battle’s over
they need to be treated with the warrior’s code–
or the common traditional burial rites–
in which respect is paid to those who fought,
for until they receive this recognition,
they’ll stick around,
reminding those who enter
of the battles they fought,
and the hardships they endured.”
Until they get this recognition–
compensation for their struggles,
even just remembrance–
they’ll share their experiences
with all they can
until one day,
someone understands,
and sets them free.
Respect must be paid to the soldiers of life,
for soldiers all are we
in the everyday struggle,
fighting the forces of the mean–
the average,
your neighbor,
and your best friend down the street.

Lingering Bodies from Boijon Media on Vimeo.

The Dancer Mimi

See these dance video’s that inspired the book The Dancer Mimi by Gene Geter

The Dancer Shoko from Gene Geter on Vimeo.

Live And The Best Of Shoko Tamai from Gene Geter on Vimeo.

The world is connected. – Shoko Tamai

Shoko Tamai has traversed the world stage with unmatched distinction, power, beauty and elegance in the world of Ballet. She continues to dazzle the masses, evolve her profession and influence her art by combining Classical Ballet and Contemporary Dance with all-original and interpretive choreography in her theater performances.

Hailing from Yamanashi, Japan, a small mountain town located in the far outskirts of Tokyo, Shoko has been a classically trained ballerina since the age of two and has since toured with The Central School of Ballet (London, UK), The American Academy of Ballet (NYC, USA), The Paris Opera (France) and The Madrid Ballet School (Spain). Her undying dedication to her art has led her to grace the globe, lighting up the stages of famed venues that include London’s Royal Opera House, Shakespeare’s Globe Theater, and The Theatre Royal in Glasgow.

Shoko Tamai has competed from Hong Kong to New York and has the honor of being a Finalist in The World Ballet Competition and a Gold Medalist in the New York Ballet Competition (American Academy of Ballet). Her explosive resume and qualifications aside, Shoko is a true pioneer in her own right as she distinguishes herself on-stage with her exquisite history and story-telling through expressive dance. Each one of her performances promises to deliver a unique, stimulating visual and musical experience that should not be missed!

The Dancer Mimi was loosely inspired by real Japanese dancers Shoko Fujita and Shoko Tamai. It is available at in paperback. Check it out.

Number to Numbers

Two, four, eight and seven.
They seem to always be in months and days that are memorable to me,
4 is the number I want to see,
2 makes me feel accompanied,
8 is the number I love to draw and seek
With my faith placed in 7, I depend on the number to be…

From 2-8, all my numbers apply, driving my life to see a pattern that isn’t real.
And holds my reality so tight, the real problem is patterns and I fail to preserve.
It has nothing to do with the causation, tis the correction between.

And yet i just found out this is called OCD.


Dear Mr. Ligongo, I’m sorry.
I don’t know how to tell you this, but here it goes: I’m a tranny.
Post-op, performed by Satan,
Disguised as vitamin D, vehicular sun rays,
Into my star-belly he slipped, opioid rodent into hormonal tansu.
Me was absent, absorbed in your gift, (the feline yantra).
Now my sex = Manhood’s dregs, natron.
Once again, I’m sorry I hid the truth from you and the rest of the Yao
So I could try out my new vagina…I know, that’s fucking nasty!
If your love is unconditional, find me at Hollywood United Methodist Church—I’ve joined the nuns.
Your ex-lover, Santa

glorify the hour

i had a dream where a man in a suit with a nice watch stopped me when i was walking in the city and his socks were soaked and his shoes dripping with the pungent oils of gasoline and he took out a cigarette and asked me for a light and i said fine alright and handed him a lighter in exchange for his watch. as i walked away i realized the watch was in fact broken – it couldn’t tell me anything, much less the time, and it hung there on my wrist like a shackle, a hunk of glass and metal glittering violently in the sun.