who i am.

wool trousers with deep pockets.

That I have to explain myself.

That vulnerability comes at the cost of safety — or belonging.

when will we leave the storage closet?

My mind when I’m inspired. Flea markets. That brief moment before a psychedelic takes you past the threshold of no return.

Take a bath. Journal about how lost I feel. Read the Gene Keys. Organize something. Call mom.

hungry for more.

A microphone, stage, karaoke machine, full-length mirror, musky-scented candles, and a king-size bed with four pillows.

an ache to be seen - but now more by me. I still dance in front of the mirror.

Large black cashmere shawl that’s like a blanket. Vintage 1960s white/black mod checkered PVC raincoat. Acne square toe black clogs — the square toe is aggressive, really good for stomping.