An empty kroger bean can pried open by a pocket knife. The beans were likely eaten uncooked, the hunger of this nation can be seen in the photograph. An empty alley, mid January, Spokane Washington, 2026. The weather is eerily balmy, and the homeless are thankful. Hungry, but not freezing to death. Yet.

This piece is on the duality of living and the rainbow of existence - from the smallest joys to the massive tragedy of being human.

This photo is from a shoot I did to emphasize the morbid beauty of being human. Monochrome photography, in our backyard in the Pacific Northwest. Yess Is More SubStack.

This photo of a massive neon ‘T’ is from the 2025 art show, TERRAIN. The main stage was home to many artistic performances. Annually hosting over 500 IPNW art activists, come join your community and thrive with your neighbours. BrrrZaar is the next art vendor event this year.

A free form poem about heart ache, loss, forgotten memories, and the lingering pain of ghosts long gone. Sailing on a sea with no sail.

Poems inspired by bullies.

A rambling rant, poetic prose, shameless shaboogie.

A poem about my keys. Keys to my mind, my heart, my soul, the bleak reality of today

A poem about becoming a lover of my own body. Women are faced with expectations to be thin. I have never been thin, and always been curvy. Obese is not a size 12, 13, or 14. Large is not actually large. Real women have curves.

A short poetry about the joy and suffering of being human.