okay.... who is she?

Let me show you who I am: a queer writer/multimedia artist and mariner who splits my time between New York, Seattle, and the Ocean. I hold a BS in Marine Engineering and Shipyard Management from the US Merchant Marine Academy and have studied writing with Brooklyn Poets, Corporeal Writing, Winter Tangerine, and Hugo House in Seattle. I’m one half of the art and poetry collective Eat Yr Manhood (with Cass Garison) and I run a communal studio at the Sun and Moon House in Beacon Hill, Seattle. I co-curate a zine of unconventional art and writing at stonepacificzine.com and served as prose reader for The Adroit Journal between November 2019 and March 2021. 


I don’t have a typical background in writing. For nine years, I was a marine engineer on cargo vessels and on the Research Vessel Marcus G. Langseth. Most of these years were spent on the ocean and at docks all over the world, where I explored and engaged in art communities in Chile, Hawaii, New Zealand, San Francisco, Cape Verde, and everywhere else my job has taken me—which has become important in my work as I often engage with the poetics of location.


I create video pieces, found sculpture, paintings, poetry comics, and immersive installations. I play with poetic and visual form and love the way words look when I shape them across the page. I write hybrid essays that border on confessional poetry and nonfiction. My poems are unabashedly honest, lyrical, and inventive. I am a New Yorker who lives in Seattle. I can’t sit still or stay in one place and I work with my hands. I am a survivor of abuse. I am a half-orphan, a twin, a disowned child. I am queer: grey asexual and agender. I’m not defined by any one of these things. I’m defined by all of them, and by the ways they’ve impacted my physical body. These identities inform and underscore my writing.


My process (influenced by Jack Spicer) is inspired by ghosts: the work flows and is translated through my body and follows intuition, trauma,  and conscious/unconscious patterns as it engages with the environment around me. This leads to a spontaneous, unpredictable and iterative process that includes sharing layers and drafts of work online over months and even years. The interactive nature of Instagram posts and stories, sharing multiple drafts of new work on Brooklyn Poets the Bridge, bimonthly open studios with Eat Yr Manhood, collaborative projects with my queer family members, virtual workshops, and relying on online community for most of my writing education is inherent to my poems and hybrid work. With my poems, I hope to generate from the limbo of virtual space to interrogate the effects our interactions online on the corporeal and physical.


Over the past five years, I’ve begun taking workshops and learning about writing and editing on my own path, and I’m ready to move forward in a new way by pursuing an MFA in poetry. My main goal is to be surrounded by like-minded poets that I can learn and grow with. In January 2020, I decided to begin transitioning from my career as a mariner so I could focus on my art and writing. Of course, the year took a turn nobody could have predicted. Nevertheless, over the past year I established a studio in the garage of my house, bonded with Cass Garison and started our poetry collective, was awarded a residency by 360 Xochi Quetzal, put out several zines and started making plans for future communal writing and multimedia projects. Being in Seattle is one of my highest priorities: moving forward I want to continue developing micro community, creating space for artists and writers, and collaborating with the queer family who has been vital to my development as an artist. Seattle is a powerful physical location for me.


In the near future, I intend to make work that engages with ephemerality and liminality, social media/new media as mis//communication, intimacy across distance, queer performance and reimagining of sexuality and masculinity, the fracturing and performance of identity in physical and virtual spaces, psychological abuse and trauma, and queer platonics.