Artist, writer, poet, archivist, educator, researcher, organizer.

Word collector and lover of tiny, overlooked things. I make the vulnerable durable by archiving the ephemeral. 

Stuff left behind is my obsession. Phrases that linger after a random conversation with a stranger. An ex’s old t-shirt. The story that maybe wasn’t ever true but everyone repeats as gospel anyway. A recipe shouted over everyone talking on the back porch. The pillowcase stained with hair oil. The fading scars.

My work indexes the past, present and future of those of us at the intersections into books, zines, and pop-up experiences. I’m attempting to re-learn and remember the micro-connections that make us human and set us free.