I remember planting myself in the corners of rooms. A wallflower. I had once left a trail of petals behind me with childlike abandon, but now, I found myself planted on the sidelines. Why? It is the "why" that brought me to life as a playwright, performer (actor/singer/dancer), and instrumentalist. I believe these artistic endeavors helped me chisel away at the indescribable world that infects us all. It is in the sowing of these creative seeds that this wallflower discovered she’s now standing in a rich garden. My garden continues to take root in my identity as a queer woman, my work in the housing program at a disability rights organization, my love for hosting friends and events, my heart for family, and my motivation to keep fighting for a better tomorrow. I am a hopeful pessimist who...
I remember planting myself in the corners of rooms. A wallflower. I had once left a trail of petals behind me with childlike abandon, but now, I found myself planted on the sidelines. Why? It is the "why" that brought me to life as a playwright, performer (actor/singer/dancer), and instrumentalist. I believe these artistic endeavors helped me chisel away at the indescribable world that infects us all. It is in the sowing of these creative seeds that this wallflower discovered she’s now standing in a rich garden. My garden continues to take root in my identity as a queer woman, my work in the housing program at a disability rights organization, my love for hosting friends and events, my heart for family, and my motivation to keep fighting for a better tomorrow. I am a hopeful pessimist who will rage against the dying of the light in the ways I can with the time that is given to me.