...we were
brave before memory.

“My Father Still Sleeping After SurgeryIn spite of himself,my father loved me. I…”

“Poem for My FatherYou closed the door.I was on the other side,screaming.It was …”

“Violence is central in our lives, a constant and unavoidable reality. Experienc…”

“The job of the artist is not to resolve or beautify, but to hold complexities, …”