Echo Street
2023-02
2023-02
Body veiled. Living local. Creation like pleasure gasps. Meditating again first thing. Racing on. Racing up.
(purple residue in my hair)
(purple residue in my hair)

Chrystie Street
2023-02
2023-02
The rush of air to my face as the train pulled into the station and I immediately thought of Anna Karenina.

PUBLIC
2023-02
2023-02
I dress in my cold hotel room before the sun and feel the sour perfume of shame hovering around my body, testing me to see if it can latch on. Ancestral shame. Womens’ shame.

Rue Manin
2022-06
2022-06
Rose petals on the stone steps. A second cat. Sweating in my all white. The self and not self. Hyper-specific as a pathway into universal symbolism. A trace of sunburn on the back of my neck.


Ceilings, skies
2022-06
2022-06
#7, book as form, intimacy as audience, all I want to do lately is write, les sentiments, LA FEELINGS




Rue Manin
2022-05
2022-05
Sunday, is that right? It’s hard to keep track these days. Chronology & not. Narrative & not.



Rue Manin
2022-05
2022-05
Another buttondown taken from Julian‘s closet. Short hair a mess.

Rue Manin
2022-05
2022-05
And and yet isn’t my body already different than it was yesterday? And my emotions and spirit as they ripple through the container of my form?


