There are many ways to write, mental frameworks to address the work. I was here reading my oldest poems, with the words by Stephen King echoing in my subconscious, and I realised something. I have written for a long time with the intention to open up and release the emotions from my inner life. I have written to process those feelings and give them a place in the world my body inhabits.
But times have changed and so have I.
It is now my longing to create together with the world. I don’t feel the permanent need to write to express. Instead, I want to share and relish in the intersection of realities. I’m eager to cultivate a voice that is not just mine and that doesn’t pretend to be. I want it to carry as its identity the genes of synergy.