Time In | FEBRUARY 25, 2017 | 6-9PM | Cultural Arts Center, Columbus OH | mfa thesis TIME IN | FEBRUARY 25, 2017 | 6-9PM the premiere of 'Time In' is three weeks away, I'm going over three years of this project's process, excerpted here: rhrsl footage of justin and ella, audio interview with ali Time… Continue reading | Time In
loved ones fill our breath as we go. sometimes we share moments of death. it can be terrible and precious. i want nothing. and i know you must, too exactly the same in a very different way. love lives life outside of mine. as i look around us i can see forgiving bluffs paths and footholds. i can protect… Continue reading lead a horse to water
"That one thing that I thought mattered, maybe it didn't matter. Or maybe it doesn't matter now." (Chip Willis 15Dec2016) (29December-13Jan, 2016) I had a vision years ago during a shaman trance. I was a golden hawk. I lifted you up near water from tall, green grass. You were a small, dark snake. Fast I flew with you, and… Continue reading I am Pan: the #
Each human, like a projector: I aim my light to see, I see what I can through the light out of me. help them understand how you are here. how? (why?) love. write words from love. check wrongs with love. share life with love. love is the substance that carries you. so what of it when love is,… Continue reading be sweet
coda: 27Jan2017 last week I enter large, a door frame. the door is open, light is on. "what are you doing?" (I mean what is that, specifically) "working, cole.." a curt flush from behind the front of alaptoponadesk. annoyed but playful. i keep my large at the door and insert: "will you be my creative… Continue reading you sit on it
Listening to people. Their lives. Walking home on Sunday I stop to talk to a man and his dog. We speak deeply, quickly. He brings up time and humanity which has me telling him about the interviews I’ve been collecting over the last few years. How the process is “unmooring me” as another friend has put… Continue reading walkeye and the time-being
rings in my thinking. moves in my body. it bleeds me. i drip languid over a night. she lay, side by side. she wakes laying cry. Still there. He, a rough feminine. flinging in thoughts. running through a body. it bleeds a heart. i drip languid over a night. i lay, she. wake rough, so ready.… Continue reading the sacred feminine
now and last night. yes. i read something i hadn't read before. for some, this means their first time reading poetry for a crowd. what i mean is that i wrote it oct 8, 2015 (as the note was dated on my phone where it stayed) and then looked at it for the first time, more than… Continue reading when to say yes:
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