Unfiltered. Unpolished. Unabashed.
Welcome to my open studio — the place where the muses gather and the work lands first.
Come in for poetry prescriptions & midnight melodies, Orfea Rising & Dervish Work, beautiful interruptions, and whatever else is currently asking to be made.
Nothing polished for the sake of polish. Nothing waiting for permission.
Just the work. My voice.
Unwrapped.
Unwrapped is free and the door is always open!
If something here moves you, keeps you company, or sparks something of your own,
you can support the work — and help keep the muses fed.
Live
like someone
who loves you
until your bones
believe it
Live like someone
who loves you
let your body
learn this language.
And do not worry
if at first
you speak
with an accent...
(continue in Unwrapped)
Morning Instructions
Watch the light
cross one object.
Do not improve it.
Write down
the first thing
that feels
older than you.
Stay.
Meanwhile, there are plums.
Cleaned in the Right Places
The laundry
entertained itself.
The dishes
forgave me.
Dust gathered
exactly where
it belonged
and had
a singalong.
Meanwhile,
something inside me
opened
a window.