Poetry and criticism on gender, image, and the stories we're told about who we're supposed to be.
"A Third Person Act" (poetry collection, in development)
A series of poems examining philosophical and spiritual questions within the cultural context of being a young woman in the 21st century.
He’s always watching.
I sit here and think:
He’s always there.
I brace for impact,
A violent fall.
He waits to catch me,
God’s fallen angel...
An eternal dismay, she consumes me
as I sink, deeper, I float away.
But I see a light, a tiny glimmer
to the bay. It’s quite vast I might
say. Broken glass, it’s icy. I’ve
learned how to drown, how to wail,
scream, be proud, but I’ve found my
way, far far away...
Power! (2025)
Hollow bodies, soulless statues with no depth to our nature.
They want us to be comfortable with no patience, just anger.
But anger for the wrong reasons, blurring the path to discover–to believe–to siphon a greater power.
Beyond this static noise that we define as routine because it helps me escape that I am me.
Escape the discovery of who I truly am, who I want to be.
What I don’t want to be is a paradox, you see, to get what I want is to forget all that I know.
How can I forget what I know if I know nothing to begin with?
Essays / Criticism
