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.

Apr 4, 2010

Easter Sunday

and i think (in paraphrased ways) of my favorite part of the bible: if they'll not receive you, shake their dust from your feet.

and today also strangely (fittingly?)- the anniversary of Martin Luther King's assassination. a day that always makes me sad. always always always. but thankful for his life, short as it was, as a proof of the absolutely gorgeous potential for nobility in man.

two "poems" for you this day:

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