Performance/Video Works
Our grief, 
Is an ocean between us. 
But it bleeds, 
The same blue.
Cities, countries, diasporas apart. 
we mirror each others 
anguish.  
It billows 
And swells 
And sweeps us in the riptide.
Coming from “nowhere” 
With nowhere to go. 
In a dog-eat-dog world, 
With your bark only, 
 as strong as your bite.
We harbor the inconsolable rage  
Of our mother’s  
Our father’s 
Our sisters  
Our brothers.
Backed by  
A slew of deprecation 
Turned a festering lust  
To do more. To be more.
Perpetually guilty bodies,   
In the eyes of the dog.  
So we choose to wash each other 
Clean of original sin 
Bathing in paralleled adoration. 
Full of grace, & with thee.  
 
 
Sanctified in the eyes of each other,  
Sanctified in the eyes of community. 
Diasporas apart. 
But it bleeds, 
The same blue. 
Performed with cheesecloth, water, dignity & care.