two poems, "Lisa in the Galaxies," about my Aunt's death a few months ago, and "New York party scene: twenty-four" were picked up for publication in the forthcoming issue of Thistle Magazine.
I'm super stoked to have two poems I really love in such a gorgeous magazine.
"New York party scene: twenty-four" is the poem I like best to read aloud, at least of my own work. I get to every woman in it. I get to be the antagonist. The person I am when I'm at my best, one I mostly feel when I'm in the streets with a little pocket money, the day bright and perplexing, knowing that the universe, just at that moment, pushed me out the door. Dropped me from the stars with every bit of force I'd need.
Friday, February 10, 2017
Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Monday, February 6, 2017
Friday, February 3, 2017
this week, I figured out how to restructure and reorganize my schedule so I can be in the studio three times a week (this includes a shifting around of work, time, all of it). the need for this, for numerous reasons recently, is absolute. lately, it has felt difficult to explain what I mean about anything, or even to find value in words. and I suppose I mean the wreckage that can occur when attempting to communicate. and maybe not even communicate, really, maybe there is nothing to say. maybe it's just the need to be in a space where I can observe and act, in a small way, outside the force of everything else in the world.
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
on this snowy day, I found the vibrant winter issue of Fine Lines in my office mailbox today! So happy to have "Paper Trees with Paper Plums" published in such a long-standing and beautiful journal.
Saturday, January 21, 2017
on Thursday night, I went to see the Carolyn Dorfman Dance Company, and decided to wear my favorite dress, which my mom handed on to me ten years ago: vintage black lace with a low back and a mess of 12 in fringe along the bottom. when I was a kid, my mom would wear this dress when she was going somewhere spectacular, and I always thought she looks so glamorous and beautiful. sometimes she'd wear it when she took me to the opera, and I'd always wonder what she was doing there with me, some sloppy kid. so Thursday night, this dress was totally my date to the theatre.