I’ve been contemplating this move for a while, my reluctance based on ghosts. I got stuck on this idea that we give away pieces of our heart, and eventually become a shell I’d seen so many times. Then, I realized the heart regenerates when fed from the love surrounding us with support. It became simple, and I discovered who I am. The gratitude grew from those who sacrificed it to sustain a thread strong enough to make it through the wall.
I don’t really need anything, but I figured it was time to expand my circle. I’m chasing an identity that transcends my circumstances. I believe living an artistic lifestyle can restore one’s dignity. Prison makes you strong, but it fails to channel such strength. It’s up to us to direct that energy toward integrity.
I recently published a book with photographer Alec Soth, I’ve also been publishing poems in various literary journals.
I’m a little superficial but not shallow. Needy, but not expectant. I’d like to see a spark and wouldn’t deny a “ride or die.” It is what it is. I’m just trying to find more of my people.
Regardless, thank you for reaching out to us and taking a chance. May you find what you are looking for. Best regards.