And through continuance, I’ve found a slice of peace.

I'm sitting here in my soon to be prior apartment, on my parents futon from 1998 (which is very nice and solid wood by the way), cat cuddled on my lap, a crocheted blanket my mom made me for Christmas between me and him, Single Drunk Female season 2, episode 1 on the TV in... Continue Reading →

My Poetry, 2015

I wrote a lot of poems in 2015. By no means am I a poet. It is not something I pursue, but something consumed me during this time. I soon after began a collaborative art zine that I ran for 2 years. But for today, here are those poems and the images I paired with... Continue Reading →

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