The Lavender South

I am no stranger to grief – after all I have known love. Just like the birch or magnolia I grow around the dead branch full of knots, my grain consists of dark patches where …

Little one, I see you.   Knees pulled tight to your chest, eyes locked on a mirror that feels more like a prison door. You keep knocking but no answer comes.   I am you. …

4/5/23 Dear Evie, I needed to talk to you, like you’re owed a little explanation. To be honest, we were never great at being a girl unless we were pretending to be one. I still …

Tonight there was a rainbow around the moon. And I don’t mean a dinky one, that you have to squint to imagine it’s real. This one was full-spectrum, deep and bright. The true ROYGBIV experience. …

Trinity (2024) is an overt reflection on my younger self(s) and demonstrates an acceptance of all facets of that self. There are clear allusions to my Catholic and Iranian background and how that interacts with …

“Take Me Home” speaks to my younger self who felt alone in a world that tried so desperately to clip her wings and keep her pinned to the ground. As an adult, the answer I’ve …

You have just discovered your heart is not in the center of your chest. You wonder why more people do not walk with a limp. You have not yet realized what is wrong with your …

I’ve felt you in the back of my mind, little man, since I began thinking about this. About having the chance to talk to you. I’ve imagined the way you imagine when you’re not imagining …

Dear Younger Self, I’m still here, we still here, better than yesterday for sure. Still moving, grooving, still going, not always “strong” though… More softly this time, with deeper curiosity and intention, you know.   …

 My piece, When She Could Be Anything, is a portrait of myself at 4 years old. It’s an offering to her. She understood that life was an endless possibility, long before the fear of rejection set …