Native New Yorkers are slaves to gentrification. We have given our blood, sweat and tears to a place we had no choice but to call home. We have squeezed rocks under pressures of 725,000 pounds per square inch on our own. Creating diamonds out of the… Read More
I have recently learned that life is not about being perfect. It is about doing what you love. In that self love you create an idealized version of perfection and realize that it is you. I have many performances lined up and am very grateful for… Read More
I always wanted to run wild, but was too afraid. When a circus performer learns how to walk the tightrope there is always a safety net waiting below. It is inevitable that they will fall. Only after walking the rope with a net below their… Read More
Click Click. Edit. Clear. Click. Search. Click. See. Click. Clear I cannot remember the last time I was truly rejected. How do you remember rejection when you live in it? When you have to constantly remind yourself that you belong? That the red tape will… Read More
I don’t remember being a child. Yes, I remember the things I did and the feelings I felt, but my perception of the world has always been the same. I knew too much, but more importantly I cared too much. There would be nights where… Read More
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