Sometimes my poems take on a disquiet that glows moody with beauty and horror, I seem to believe. I’ve never been able to stop writing them. They are “treasure” to my psyche.

Concede to a love for stealing freedoms in my exploring narrative – freedom to delve and evolve rhetorically with poetry as base animal.

Drawing and design. Mother raised me to be a designer. I have worked in Page Design, Interior Design, Fashion Illustration, Surface Art, as Colorist, on Technical Packages, and in Retail Merchandising. I am known to teach at Parsons School of Design, New School University.

• Recently started working on translations. After several “false” starts, am now translating Cioran’s Journals. Here.
• Nick Cave did me a “big” fave, so I do RH Index for him here.

Let ride
the rhyming thickness 
sickness

dig for cues, 
and rim bow 
booze
 
sylph and silt 
the silo 
for philo -

what falls 
down wells  
in tidal swells

and all that climbs,
and teeters 
into rhymes.

I love drawing nudes.