Resonance

the short-lived, excited part of an otherwise stable whole

Aug 121 min read

In Response to Mushim Patricia Ikeda

I vow to eat. I vow to fight what needs fight. I vow to allow what needs acceptance. I vow to grieve. I vow to rest. I vow to play. I vow...

Jul 3, 20231 min read

A Poem in Dialog with Russell Kennedy (Whom I Heard on a Podcast)

I push down, further and further, into the dark water, digging and digging, beyond ground, into the black depths. Ears and eyes are...

Dec 14, 20221 min read

A Poem in Dialog with Chouette

The world has done its work on me, pressed its weight on my chest, calling my wildness out. We are wrong to expect mothering from our...

Dec 6, 20221 min read

A Poem in Dialog with The Mercies

As the water pulls away, I am back, again, on land. I leave my work on the wrack line. It is not who I am. My feet hold the shape of this...

Sep 18, 20221 min read

A Poem in Dialog with Reluctant Immortals

In my own urns, black and heavy, I keep the ashes of what you did, of who you are and what you represent. I carry some; I bury others; I...

Sep 17, 20221 min read

A Poem in Dialog with David Whyte’s Collection, Pilgrim

Perhaps I am not a pilgrim. I do not walk thirsty and grieving; I do not walk roads well worn, between this and that, between what is...

Aug 19, 20221 min read

Thoughts on Light From Uncommon Stars (and learning about the existence of quarter tones)

I was taught an incomplete and facile scale, taught the music of white men, of geniuses among the proud mediocre. I was taught the...

Aug 1, 20222 min read

Thoughts on Our Wives Under the Sea

To know is to receive what is given. We think, perhaps, we extract. We think, perhaps, we discover. We want so much to control, to earn,...

Jul 29, 20221 min read

Thoughts on How To Be Eaten

I am reminded. What seems like a ground, dividing root from bloom and branch, is really a wrack line, water pushing in what it will beach...

Jul 13, 20221 min read

A Note to 5th Octave C

I remember you, even when you loosen and unwind from want of tuning, when desuetude, like a gravity, pulls you flat, dropping you into...

Jul 4, 20222 min read

Shedding Shells and Skins

Martin Prechtel says that “in order to heal, an old skin must be shed.” I’ve been thinking a lot lately about shedding, especially...

Mar 15, 20222 min read

Thoughts on Emezi's Bitter

Since reading Pet, my attention has been tugged at by Bitter’s name. Emezi names too carefully for it not to. In Pet, I laid it down as...

Mar 2, 20222 min read

Thoughts on Naomi Alderman's The Power

Shape is a thread that runs through this book, the shape of this power, how it spreads, how it sprawls, how it breeds. The idea that it...

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