The Fearful Side
Along the way, I’ve lost the ability to be brave. These sentiments reverberate throughout my work and in my choices in life. I’ve succumbed to diluted projections of the world,
When Creation Runs Dry
Oftentimes I sit in a daze, unsure of anything. I sit for hours, days. And yet nothing comes to me. There are no epiphanies, no moments of revelation. Simply, a vast landscape of w
Dear Japan. A Letter To My Home
Dear Japan, First, I want to say that I love you. You were the country where I took my first breath. My lungs filled with your air, and from there I was home. My first tears happen