i love saying fuck and making messy dialogue.

i crave softness within conflict.

and i want to see magic made for not just white people.

my work has ranged from realism to magical realism always within the realm of dram-edy because life’s too sad to not laugh about it.

if i had to choose a guiding light within my exploration of writing, it would be elinor fuchs’ “visit to a small planet” particularly the line, “you, the imaginer of worlds”

because what better way to write than to listen?