WHAT THIS BOY LISTENS TO for Betty • I stitched up some songs together to help me remember what my mother’s hands looked like. I miss the music she made. I miss the music of her. I miss her fingers inside tin bowls as she mixed ingredients together. I miss that. I miss together. I […]

[ Reshaped poem & image ] CONSTITUTIONAL The heart—she works insidethe ambulance of the body,she’s good at what she doeswithout the Imaginary or holylights to guide her. Give hera crown and she will refuse it,swallow a thorn and she will nurse it.She holds no prayer, holdsno faith, she is the first evidence,the first apple, the […]

Sometimes difficult mornings end up smoothing itself out into tender afternoons. Through music, tea, and a genuine embrace, things do iron out for the day. As an adopted person, feelings of loss about “what could’ve been” with biologicals is a real thing, a constant thing for me. The body remembers so much about what the […]

MY ASEMIC WRITING PROCESS – From a current exhibit at the Portland Chinatown Museum Asemic is a type of open-form writing that has no intentional meaning or prescribed language. There have been many writers throughout the world and each one has their own technique. My approach to this open-form of writing is through poetry and […]