Musings

planet earth – a poem

blue water-like veins run throughout the grid of the cosmos connecting paths connecting paths connecting paths - web weaving out of blue blood life force. my womb aches as I shed layers of my old self every single month my body renews rejuvenates creates we are constantly creating. we made this planet our home she … Continue reading planet earth – a poem

what Table Time means

Table Time is my favorite way of connecting deeply with friends. It's a ritual my friends and I invented when we were 12 years old. Essentially, Table Time is when a group of friends get together and sit around either a physical table or just a certain space and they hold space for each other … Continue reading what Table Time means

life questions – a series part 2

what does it mean to be a "good theater artist"? Does it look like reading one new play every day? or does it look like creating your own theater company? is there any such thing as being a "good" theater artist? why do we feel shame for wanting what we want? why can't we just … Continue reading life questions – a series part 2

springtime flowers – a poem

winter turns into spring slowly and then all one at once so sudden you wonder when all those flowers had time to grow under the frozen ground? but here they are in full bloom in a matter of minutes or at least that's what it seems like from the outside. what you didn't see is … Continue reading springtime flowers – a poem