I’m completing a memoir, The Only Girl in the Record Store, which examines a life kaleidoscopically through my evolving musical tastes—from Kenny Rogers to Thriller to the Cure and beyond—and the many tools from which I sought answers over the years: quizzes and astrology, snapshots of therapy sessions, and my Big Fish-esque father’s tantalizing mythology. It incorporates research and evocative storytelling to illuminate a lifelong quest to fit in, the midlife autism diagnosis that told me I never would, and the music that saved me along the way.
In the works: a family autofiction that shares a uniquely American multigenerational saga delving into race, secrets, and the drive for a better life in the twentieth-century American West.
I also write poetry and poetic hybrid essays. My lyric “dreamoir” (with thanks to Wendy Ortiz for the term) chapbook, Lavatoria: Dreams of Shame, is available for publication.
Artist statement
I am a poet who writes primarily in prose and a logician who cares almost exclusively about subjective human experience. My work seeks to combine an immersive experience of emotion with an intellectual exploration of language, minimizing volume while maintaining language’s furred and floral possibilities—including narrative—and collating and juxtaposing elements of time and perspective. I write always through a feminist lens, although that lens contains flaws due to the erosions of generation, race, sexuality, culture, upbringing, faith and lack thereof, idealism, neuroatypicality, economic class, and aesthetic orientation. Central to the work is taking a jeweler’s loupe to the aberrations to examine myself, my lens, and my flaws—in other words, every work is a question.
Publications
Forthcoming: “I Know You’re Going To Look at Me That Way: On Ani DiFranco’s ‘You Had Time'” in MarchXness, March Sadness 90s Edition, March 2026
Work in progress
