i like to hold on
to what is ancient
both ephemeral
and concrete
i’ve been called
sentimental
i’ve been called
a romantic
i’ve been called
out as a pretender
resisting
the current age
my birth
human destiny
it is not so
strange though
that i crane my neck
backward and reach
out for what feels
like something i can
hold onto, things
i have felt,
things that have
moving parts which
click and turn and
require a little
more physical effort
i’ve been slow to
embrace this
glass-stroking age
but some things
are inevitable
some things
all things
we’ll all eventually
have to let go.
I graduated from UC Irvine in 2007, moved to Los Angeles, and worked with arts/community organizations throughout the city from 2007-2012. Most formative have been my experiences with Tuesday Night Project and Asian American lesbian web series That's What She Said. Recently, I was a First-Year Public Ally and S. Mark Taper Foundation Fellow working as a case manager with homeless and low-income seniors in Downtown Los Angeles' Skid Row.
I'm currently spreading roots to Oakland, CA while continuing to be very much in love with Los Angeles.
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