My family never identified as Creole. We always identified as Black. Creole was an integral aspect of our lives, but we embraced it as a way of life; we didn't identify as it. As I create this work my thoughts are circling around my Creole ties and notions of bloodlines and legacy.
Immaculate Ruins
It begins with a stranger’s cautious agreementto get lost for a while in the ruins of you, playing
sentinel from the love seat’s worn...
