My first reading. January 5, 2012 at the Natsoulas Gallery in Davis.
The tortoise is what I aspire to. Methodical. Steadfast. Self-contained. I am no tortoise. I think of the lizards us kids would stalk and chase and hunt, not to kill, but to capture: live. To keep as a pet in a shoebox with some sand. Sometimes on those desert hikes you come […]
A perennial flower, blossoming, blooming, thriving, then dying; going to seed, returning to earth, waiting a season or three, then blossoming, blooming again: let’s say that’s why my portfolio is so slim, so sporadic. I’m a late bloomer. I didn’t think it was going to happen that way. I was 9 or 10 when I […]