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.

Jan 4, 2011

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finally, the sun comes out. freezing cold but at least there is light. and i am lightened as a result. in bed, drinking tea, reading all day below three thick quilts, finding myself in the lines of another. first, Good Morning, Midnight and now Voyage in the Dark...





the ease of her speech jabs me in the heart, calls me home. there is something to it, this simplicity (that is anything but simple) that corrals the wild sparks of the Past, lines them up, arranges them by height, finally making sense (or at least a site of understanding) of the life that has found me.
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