Residue

It’s hard to feel human during eviction, dispossession, and disavowal. I made some songs and an audio about it.

Composing through decomposition

Someday this will be a song, a part of my story, and not my immediate reality. If anyone has any pixie dust, I still believe in and am very open to miracles and my life to change to happily ever after at the strike of midnight 😂

Someday this will be a song

Signs and sychronicities

Residue

You can change this reality - just by putting on a mask. I’ll talk you through it.

You can also help me by supporting my work, helping Benson and I find safe housing, and providing fiscal sponsorship.

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