HUES Foundation

One way to understand your own condition is to write something and spend a long time revising it. In revising you teach yourself. You find your own information buried in your body. It is still alive until you are not. —Fanny Howe, RIP

... we are each other’s harvest: we are each other’s business: we are each other’s magnitude and bond. —Gwendolyn Brooks

things that thrill me when reading poetry: -"oh i didn't know you could do that in a poem" -an articulation of what it means... or what it is to be alive, an insight/mystery i didn't know i needed but i do -a music (a portal) i didn't know i needed, but i do, i do -gay stuff

what flower is the biggest diva?

melancholy, melodrama, & melatonin

a poem is an invitation to be (once again) (actually) alive