letter I
—you, so bold, in this instant brave—i watched you press through noise—onward— never a sorry or hesitation, free pressure and thank...
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good evening,
welcome to the Garden
the garden is a space created for exploration and imperfection—a webspace that functions as my personal sanctuary—a piece of my contribution to a slower, kinder internet, following the practice of "digital gardening"
happy to have you here—feel free to wander
letters and entries
taking steps out of order
when i first opened the gates to this corner of my website, my intention was to discuss my thesis here. i have done this (albeit in an...
what can a piece of music be?
an invitation a preparation one brush stroke syrup a bunch of 1's and 0's an offering your name the answer to this question, or the first...
honesty, honestly
a downpour at 3am once convinced me it’s a blessing to tell the truth. here, in this place, there is no room to be anything less than...
summer is where i quietly shift
summer of a strong resolve. summer of eternal peace. summer of my life. i missed the cue and am now reaching into the despair of a warm,...
color dive IV
glue on my fingers and in my heart
thoughts on risk
there's no action we take without risk attached to it. every time i read a poem i risk my life. mary ruefle said that, and it's true. i...
color dive III
i know that if i were to go back, it wouldn't feel like what i'm looking for. somehow measurable sun. i want to continue the ascent;...
color dive II
these "color dives" are a way for me to hash out ideas and develop a graphic language in my sketch book, free of pressure. for each...
celebration
it's like sugar and fruit in here. in a good way. imagine trumpets or horns heralding this sweet season between snow and sweat—of motion...
color dive I
what matters isn't what you say, but how. we learned this a long time ago. your silence is meaningful, almost unspeakable—so slowly i'll...
one very long song
everyone is awake and humming along to something. we've been singing it since yesterday— when the kettle flipped and the water went all...
considering change
APRIL 2023 growing up is like this: you’re on a train for your whole life, soaking scenes up on politely-followed tracks—until someone...
letter II
today is the day of knocking, there are a lot of things i’m uncertain of. i see you in everything; the silence and magnolias, clouds and...
welcome to the Garden
the purpose of this garden is to create space for public learning and imperfection—without holding myself to any standards of frequent,...
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