That day,
her voice rose to meet the canvas.
A kitchen knife,
sharp with feeling,
cut through more than paint.

Yet even in the anger,
she remained
a good person,
carving her truth into my work.

Word in K-Town
Words typed on yellow paper
Words mixed with vodka colored projectiles
I understood

Divination
Temporary installation

Chocolate is my mistress.
Circa 2010
Excerpt..Spoken Word ASMR in

Mokko and The Snowman.