“I think I eventually became loyal to a different kind of truth, an emotional truth that requires misremembering and collaging experiences from different phases of my life and imagination.”
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Continue reading“At the intersection of my obsession with art, music, and the boundless worlds of books was poetry—a symphony for the page, a dance across the canvas of language.”
Continue reading“Give yourself permission. Don’t question yourself before you’ve begun.”
Continue reading“How do language, image, and form fight me on the page as I attempt to accurately map the full ecosystem of a feeling?”
Continue reading“There is no clean, simple ‘growth’ to be found here, but I think it would be silly for a book about clouds to not, in some way, embody change.”
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