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“Amazing how much an elbow can bleed. Blood all around: on my clothes, on the varnished wood stairs… my father continues flailing, lashing, screaming at me, blinded by his tsunami…

A reflective and emotionally nuanced reclaiming of Jennifer’s Body as a cult queer artifact—lush in mid‑2000s Gothic nostalgia and feminine agency.

“My brother, I decided, was so awfully angry, brimmed with fuming, outrageous words that he’d sewn and strung together in long, awkward streams that slammed into my heart because he…

A generational meditation on memory, identity, and affirmation through intimate portraits of self, mother, and a fading patriarch.

A raw journey through Muay Thai, rage, and fleeting healing in Northern Thailand—where violence becomes both discipline and catharsis.

“I want a portal I can walk through to a place where people aren’t permitted to visit twice: youth. I want my parent’s laughter crackling through my ears half a…