I’m back! It’s been a while since the last post. Much of my screen time tolerance gets used up on translation work, so blogging and much of anything else online … Continue reading
I was going to title this with “Greetings From The Bones Of The Year”, but given the year it’s been, collectively, it sounds ominous, morbid, melancholic. The year that is … Continue reading
What do I use my dream journals for?
Everything from gratitude books and evening journaling. Jotting down weird dreams., Recipes. Notes. Letters. The beginnings of stories. My poetry plants its earthly origins within their pages…
I have always been fascinated with the life and death of stars. The mind-bending size of them, and the length of time it takes for their light to reach us. That, in spite of their size and grandeur, they’re finite, like the rest of us.
“Portals” was the second work I made after I’d returned to Italy. I’d finished it on the anniversary of my grandmother’s death in June, and that evening a moth flew in through the window and landed on the portal