HUG @ MASS MOCA ~ October 9th, 2026

such a magical time, i wish every concert was like this. what a whole-body experience 

 

poem

as the moon sips her water, the crippled sun
shows her fangs

 bikes, coffee and sylvia this morning ~

 

 

 february 2026

i feel indifferent
i belong in the in between
the spaces between words
the gap between the ripples
a space like Earth but different.
a place where i can see through the fog
and mess.
    " i'm feeling pretty indifferent lately"
                                i whisper 

as i hold up a 
hydrangea to the sun

 for him

somedays i want to speak to you

but most days i want to 

hold you