Currently: I am re-examining my relationship to my body–that forgotten instrument, a vehicle of my consciousness, an extension of self, my best friend and foe.
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Poetic Stumble
Hello, MISSTEP
a two-step misstep to the clackety clacks of computer keys
Command + A step here. Control + Zipper. No, zebra. A zigging and zagging and surrender to the zephyr on my cheek. Option + Alt you. You hilarious tease of forgotten functions. // Mavis Beacon, did you say something? I can’t hear you between the patterned pecks of perfect precision. Move/Be/Do Here, there. now. Everywhere. […]
Introducing “Mẹ [Mom], Translated”
Dear friends, I am sharing with you meaningful news of my project “Mẹ [Mom], Translated,” because you have helped to contribute to its fruition in some way shape or form–from teaching me about Vietnamese history, language, and Asian American identity to empowering my artistic voice to write, express, and share my work. “Mẹ [Mom], Translated” […]
The undeniable force of Khó Khăn
Gia đình phải hy sinh cho nhau. Mẹ đã trải qua nhiều khó khăn. Con phải chịu khó thì sẽ thành công. My mother’s words play back like a scratchy recording. Quiet, muffled, persistent. Đừng làm cho mẹ thất vọng.