news
most of what i’ve been doing lately surrounds grad school. but besides that, i’ve had quite a few exciting publications drop!
it’s here: if you read october’s newsletter, you know that i had a hybrid microchapbook, the fine line, come out with Kith Books on halloween! (it’s 18+ and nsfw, and also available as a digital download)
published essay: “On the queer vernacular in photography” in Sage Cigarettes.
review: specter dust review written by A.R. Salandy in Full House Literary.
published poem: “in which you are the world’s oyster” in Voicemail Poems, Fall 2022.
published poems: “your bokoblin arm is badly damaged” and “bathroom stall as a red room or prayer closet” in JAKE.
published poems: “searching” and “who has a gps map of hell i can borrow?” in the winnow magazine’s Digital Wastelands Issue.
published poem: “Poem for my lover, J. Leo Irving” in Lavender Lime Literary’s Bone Dust issue
published poem: “in which i have a panic attack behind the bar” in Mid-Level Management Magazine’s Retail Hell issue.
notes
i closed out october with two makers’ markets at Dear Globe/Cotyledon Arts and the Ottobar, and doing a market always reminds me how incredible creative community is. this notes section is actually just a thank-you to the many people who support my work and motivate me to make it. this includes you (not to be a total cheeseball)! i’ve been spending more time with people i love lately and it’s absolutely reinvigorating my creative brain, which i realized was… lonely? but, like, it makes sense—my work is ultimately motivated by motion and light, and it’s hard to get either of those in a second-floor studio apartment whose only window faces into a courtyard. just being honest.
sneak peak
i hauled out my “nice camera” for a freelance project and made some self-portraits with it. behold: “Self portrait(s) in my Charles Village bathroom”
friends
call: Bureau of Complaint is open to rolling submissions that “voice the real and legitimate gripes of the present moment”
release: i am absolutely obsessed with DUH by Juliet Gelfman-Randazzo (Bullshit Lit)