letter to a solstice birthdayI was born on the winter solstice, in Honduras. I was only days old on Christmas Day, 1987.Dec 22, 2023Dec 22, 2023
Time of day“There is not enough time in a day for self-care” I said, in a recent Instagram message thread.Aug 11, 2020Aug 11, 2020
same time last yearA friend and I sat down at a bar one day and looked at a pile of new/old Polaroids. They might mean something, to someone, if you change…Jun 4, 2020Jun 4, 2020
when i was youngI wore an old hand-me-down corduroy jacket that cost me 7 bucks at a thrift store in Berkeley before second-hand was cool. I had Janis…Mar 9, 2020Mar 9, 2020
let me tell you about my last trip to new yorkExperimental retrospective chronicle of trying on ideas.Oct 29, 2019Oct 29, 2019
notes on conversationsFunny you asked, because Sundays are particularly lonely for the lonesome: less conversations inhabit the walls of the last day of the…Jun 4, 2019Jun 4, 2019
that time I took a disco ball to antiguamay 2015 — it was the thrill of getting out of the city, out of the country; of getting the most out of these 3 free days we had. it would…Mar 20, 2019Mar 20, 2019
The Joy of Sleeping part IIit was a shift imperceptible to many and only meaningful to me. this discovery would prep my mind and body. i had never known that…Oct 7, 2018Oct 7, 2018
