Poetician · Artistrumentalist

I was born amid New York’s bustle and baptized in Alaska’s wild light.

My poems, prose, images, and performances are not separate acts but one fierce inquiry into the ineffable truth at our core. I write at the edge of tension and intimacy, in a language that must be felt—earthy as blood, sensual as song, spiritual as prayer. Each piece is raw, sacred, and honest.

Reveries in Red lives where language learns to think and music learns to speak—my archive and my studio, my ritual of attention.

Choose a door.

— Red