This is an excerpt from my journalI’m trying to reconnect with my spirit. It’s strange because I write in cursive as code, because my generation is the last to be taught…Jun 22, 2022Jun 22, 2022
Sometimes when I fall into myself, a see a dark pool of worry.This is my authenticity.Jun 1, 2022Jun 1, 2022
The study of sound occurred to me as a baby, first entering the womb with breath and air and being…Instrumental monumental moments like the first breath in running, resonates in my veins, reverberates a memory rooted deep in my skin…Feb 25, 2022Feb 25, 2022
Gotta Down the Bones Before I Fly Off the EdgeHaunted by an ancient title in my story I find myself lost in the battlefield of my open heart. Wounded Knee still strikes me standing…Feb 11, 2022Feb 11, 2022
A prayer for self acceptance:There is a fiery reign within me. An anger so deep it claws at my throat. I am afraid of a love so deep where I feel sunlight on my cheeks…Feb 3, 2022Feb 3, 2022
The Wild UnknownThere is something soft and gentle about the way sunlight touches your eyes: the way honey brown haze ignites into orange, oozes into gold…Jan 26, 2022Jan 26, 2022
A Moon That Waxes and WanesHome has become a battlefield. The washing machine swirls and slams clothes in its silver belly like bullets: the clang of belt buckles and…Jan 25, 2022Jan 25, 2022
For Justin: Between 2:30am and a line in the darkIt is my only wish that you are warm againJan 18, 20221Jan 18, 20221
Thinking of Thirst and HydrationTime comes and goes like waves on an ocean: many ripples glide over rivers. Two sides deep, my ankles run red with red rock clay. My toes…Dec 14, 2021Dec 14, 2021
A Very Short Poem Dedicated to Myself Before Giving Away My Time to WorkMy own heartbeat reminds me of June.Dec 9, 2021Dec 9, 2021
