Three Unearthed

August Evening I disclosed a l l of it to you As if it wasn't eight years ago The tears The blame The secrets I was forced to keep The uneaten food wrapped up in her spit napkins Eight years ago I believed I deserved the guilt You were calm. You were careful. Studying my …

Performance

Connected to my senses, no matter which way they pull you in a trance of synethesia I recognize all that I'm doing as performative. In my own spirals of becoming I'm reminded to continually turn to the power of the ocean and ask how I am my own Beau Capitaine. It is only the sun …

Nostalgia even before it’s over

Do you ever feel nostalgic for the people you never got to know? Am I full of others emotions or of my own--what do I horde from their sorrows. Lunch time in Paris was where I got to know myself the most. Do you think the city remembers me? How about my forlorn gaze placing …

Of the Misdeeds of Minimalism

          In a 2015 documentary by Matt D’Avella titled Minimalism: A Documentary About the Important Things, Joshua Fields Millburn reports that when he started letting go he felt “freer, happier, lighter…”. As the stars of the film, he and his best friend Ryan Nicodemus spread a message of emancipation, of moving towards a minimal life, while …

Méru, FR

Ils m'ont dit beaucoup de fois "c'est une ville sensible". Et? “On doit faire attention." "Pourquoi Méru ?" Again, and again these phrases urged caution and warnings to the assistante de langue before arriving as well as throughout her term of teaching in the small town of Méru. “Une jeune fille? À Méru?” She was left …

Identities Conclusion — How can I conclude?

Conclusion Towards Understanding: One Cannot Rightly Conclude It was always me versus the worldUntil I found it's me versus me- "DUCKWORTH.", DAMN., Kendrick Lamar            The movement of theoretical conceptions and formations of race, queerness, language and representation resists stability especially as they vary from city to desert to coastal alignments. To exclaim that you are …

Identities of Sand Ch. 3

Motions of Journaling Generations: Immigration to Kiffed Orientations « Un auteur de textes, après un point je tourne la pagePour apprécier demain et mettre les habitudes en cage »An author of texts, after a point I turn the pageTo appreciate tomorrow and place habits in a cage- « Je connaissais pas Paris le matin » – Grand Corps Malade[1] …

Identities of Sand Ch. 2

On the Discourse of Sand, Identity and Language – to Re-tell a Story that Pieces Together the Earth and the Language which Describes it If my reputation would miss meWhat they see from meWould trickle down generations in timeWhat they hear from meWould make 'em highlight my simplest lines“FEAR.”, DAMN., Kendrick Lamar[1]            In a documentary …

Identities of Sand Ch. 1

Ch. 1 Temporality, Story and L’enfant de sable: Voices and Spaces of Becoming C'était sur une grande route, je marchais là depuis des joursVoire des semaines ou des mois, je marchais là depuis toujoursUne route pleine de virages, des trajectoires qui dévientUn chemin un peu bizarre, un peu tordu, comme la vieIt was a long …

Identities Ground to and Built with Sand: (Be)coming-of-Age

Discourse on the Capacious Forms of Thinking about Queer and Race Theory in Creation To those who fight for the continued prominence of the humanities and any creative endeavor as more analytical and capital realms are structurally implemented as superior. To those who are still waiting for their story to be told, or for the …