I feel as if the way we write is similar as in we're relentless, i can& have written about the same topic over& over & over trying to pick it apart! Poe isn't really telling you the story to move on, he's obsessing, repeating, constantly poking at the same wound!
"Nevermore" is not an answer it is a loop & i constantly write in circles in which i must repeat this same word/phrase to make the reader feel grounded while i spiral in plain sight! I often return to the same themes, following loss and longing, confusion, distance, desire, and emotional hunger, craving answers & deciphering truth within what i'm living through & how i feel, writing not to solve the pain but sit inside of it and understand its shape and weight! Poe is almost addicted to his own sorrow, constantly asking questions he knows will hurt him & that really resonates with me because writing is so bittersweet. I like to think about it like the way someone touches a sore tooth with their tongue.
Not because it helps - but because you need to feel it. Writing helps me feel heard when i feel like the weight of the world is heavy on my shoulders, i can't just not analyze what's going on and writing placing me right back into that hurt through a different lens or a new perspective. I like the way that Poe kind of traps you in that room, you feel it and understand it and you almost get claustrophobic reading his work & in my best work i trap you in that moment, whether your trapped in my mind listening to my thoughts ramble, or i trap you in my kitchen with my orange cup or i try to paint a photo of what i see like when i tell you im praying to ceilings, i want you to read and know but to understand and feel as well! staying far away from painting wide scenes and large landscapes, i want to suffocate you, i want you to sit with me in my late nights, in my in-between, in my wanting, in the aftermath, i want you to help me name the pain and watch me survive it not solve it and show the beautiful outcome! The most beautiful things and feelings comes after the chaos, i'm addicted to the relief, the rebuild, i feel way too deeply, im overly attached and i see every connection, every sign.

surprisingly enough we’re both from the bronx and grew up in difficult times! the raven & i can’t stop writing about the birds!