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 10, 2009

reading...

i have picked back up the joy of reading (much inspired by my dear sweet Radish King) and who would've guessed what a big beautiful difference that seemingly small act can make in one's life. i'm always reading poems and blogs and stuff but i finally got back to the novel. and it's a murder mystery of all things! ha! i haven't read one of those since i was 14! and geez that writing is good! and i've also been working on redaction poems almost constantly for the past 2 weeks, building a stack of the little beauties pretty much daily, and have begun to compile them in to strange little poetry books of my own. books, books, books everywhere and it really does build up quite a nice life. quite nice indeed.
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