these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.

thank you for meeting me here in such tall grass.


my artist website is here.

Sep 23, 2009

for your reading pleasure...

two very cool things i forgot to mention yesterday:

the new issue of FOU is up and it contains such a beautiful and jarring poem by my beloved radish king. here.

and the new issue of ANTLER is out too! check it out. especially if you've got a penchant for "pretty porn". you'll definitely get your fix. :) and the ANTLER blog is shaping up to be quite a gem as well.

and as for my own reading, i finished the little murder mystery i'd been toting around last night and the very second i finished it i thought, "go get the journals". Sylvia Plath's Journals. i don't know why it's such a good follow up but it is and i read pretty far in to it last night in bed. this is my second go around with them. they are beautiful and sad and, even though it scares most people when i say this, it feels like reading my own diaries... only much more well written. ha! but i understand her work in a way that i've understood few others. she is one of my biggest influences. her work simultaneously made my world bigger and more intimate the moment i found her. her work is as clear to me as talking to myself in the mirror. exactly so. it makes me both sad and angry that so many people only see her death when they hear her name. so many people jump directly to the whole "she baked her head" crap and they've never even exposed themselves to her work. and what a huge loss. huge. her work was, and IS STILL, brilliant. beyond special and beautiful. beyond, beyond, beyond. poets today are still trying to catch up with her. she's just that damn good.

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