What is my responsibility as a trans feminine person when the human-induced strain on the planet is the driver of the climate crisis?
The poem driving this experimental film about television considers the insomniacs who wake at the same time each night in rhythm.
In this story I shifted my attention to the young woman –a nurse or a volunteer– who sat beside me and held my hand throughout abortion.
One Man’s Perspective on Grieving and Death is a narrative representation of death as a universal humanistic theme.
This artwork is based on a startling and memorable encounter at the local vet while attempting to get Anaïs spayed.
My weird depression showed up this summer like “hey sis!” And I was like “fuck my life”! I wasn’t ready. This time, it caught me off guard.
The dynamic taking place in these poems was autoethnography, a hybrid of my investigation of the 1960's coupled with my personal experience.
I documented my two-month diet in a food journal and it began as a personal effort to lose weight following a "Barthes diet".
This is a piece I wrote in desperation after being confronted with the failures of the foster system in the United States today.
What happens when a witch is black? This piece is a salute to the transformational beauty of cosplay & all the laughter it inspires.
Within the context of this poem, I tried to explain what was happening to my body because of SLE and what I was thinking.
After 34 years of monogamy I entered the dating app world and began writing the first weekend I was single. This is story of my experience.
