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.

Feb 9, 2011

accuracy is scarce

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i feel it almost all the time. a bare bulb flickering against the dark ceiling. a Beginning. a Preparation. music finds me. i get lost. swept away. away away away. i move through the world while i am deep in my day-dream. roz told me a story. i am trying to gather my steam.
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