Perfection Was Never the Goal

Perfection Was Never the Goal

You have no idea how much I’ve struggled with perfectionism. I suspect many artists do, but my relationship with it was obviously toxic. While perfectionism can yield beauty, it can also shroud it. When it sticks its needly fingers into your craft,...
God Is In a Woman (A Poem)

God Is In a Woman (A Poem)

I do not want to be intoxicated by love. I do not wish to dive drunkenly into the waves of consuming passion. And perhaps I am too sober for you. Perhaps my hands, and my body, are resting silence. Perhaps when you come running, you will see me only breathing, or...