Mind Jewels, paper collage, 2021 whether to dance in the displaced saltwater of infinity or let the rooftops and their mercenaries of blue-eyed daffodils consume me no chance. don’t you know these orbits are without feet writing and answering without valor or purpose still. with you, i am sentimental over eternity a stampede of butterflies [...]
I am very, very excited to announce that Has Had Paradise, my second poetry chapbook, is now available to order on Etsy. This carefully curated collection represents 20 of the most sensual, philosophic, and polished poems I have written to date. The cover art is a handmade collage (made by me). Each book is printed [...]
Light Dreaming, paper collage, 2021 i mean in terms of syllables this memory is an affliction like a sky that isn’t brave enough to bloom there is no ladybug, no misfit planet to walk in only these consonants which sprout up in every waking direction wings of the gods at their feet Art prints for [...]
You may recall that I announced, about two months ago, the possibility of a forthcoming poetry chapbook. You may also recall that I intended to call it, Flight of the Paper Birds, the concept behind which was a revival, or a breathing new life into, my older work. It's a nice idea, I think, and [...]
this clementine highwaythe white wings of elderflowersa woman and an endless moonare unwilling reminders that dawn has aged a little or, the conundrum of an eager kissthe fresh uncertainty that time is always behind useither way. these feathers are also dancing shoesto grieve without flyingmerely to be finished in foliage These “Impressions in the Dark” [...]
a bluebird is a sonata seems to say life is its own reason for living the pitcher on the table is filled with wine slabs of pomegranate shore salted over and over again eaten like warm fruit
I can feel guilty about the past, apprehensive about the future, but only in the present can I act. The ability to be in the present moment is a major component of mental wellness.A. H. Maslow Would you like to a know an interesting—or, at the very least, a rather eccentric—fact about me? I wake [...]
Lost Without Words, paper collage, 2021 middayor,a palm treein absolute movementa butterflyand an infantryracing throughsuburban streetsbecome enormousat the mention of their entwined realitythis is and is not a gesture of sudden extravagance:a seashell and a monument a dense underworld of dandelions thathurls itself through the foot-holes of spaceis an unblemished metaphorfor a life worth living
It seems popular these days to speak of gratitude as an almost magical inner experience. As if feeling thankful is, quite literally, some sort of magnet, a means of attracting the good life and all it affords. That is, love, abundance, freedom, and general life satisfaction. I emphatically disagree with this viewpoint. Of course, I’ve [...]
This is time of year, my creativity seems to transform. Becomes almost corporeal—that is, more hands-on, more nurturing, more intensely connected to the rhythms of nature. Instead of spending my days in the writing room tinkering with poetry or experiments in collage, I find myself outdoors tending to the garden, to the wildlife that lives [...]
