grew up a gorgeous surfer-girl in so-cal. grew up again in the 1st gulf war. it amused her buddies to pretend to negotiate more camels & mercedes from a rich saudi in exchange for her. she came back broken & hating men.
I'm a cook. And I write, sometimes about food, mostly poems. I make stuff. I get lost. I'm worried about vanishing bees, melting icecaps, the decrease of civility in the world, seedless watermelons, and whether there will be enough time for me to get it all right.