In addition to writing and speaking, I offer guided 1:1 conversations for people navigating identity, reinvention, grief, or major life shifts. If that resonates, reach out with questions, or schedule a meeting now!
Identity shifts, starting over, creative awakening, or feeling stuck.
Thoughtful guidance rooted in lived experience, not theory.
She says, "Kneel." And I do. Not because I must, but because I’ve been waiting for someone who knows how to ask for me like this.
I’m sorry, I’m broken.That’s the disclaimer I carrylike a fragile-stickered box,shipped express through years of fire. I walk in with cracks showing,the kind you try to hide with duct tapeand a joke timed just right.But laughter’s just a band-aidon a bone...
So I’m getting my face cut open— and somehow that’s the good news.* They’re gonna take a sawto this skull I’ve been living in,sand down the man that never fit,and build something closerto the mirror in my mind. Which is wild, right?Like—imagine emailing...
M is for Mommy. M is for Mean. M is for the monster who told me I'm obscene.
She says, "Kneel." And I do. Not because I must, but because I’ve been waiting for someone who knows how to ask for me like this.
They want Pride to be pretty. Pastel. Palatable. Profitable. They want our rainbows to end firmly in the black. They want our glitter to forget it came from ash.
CLUTCH (dry, deep, like he’s narrating a sad Eastern European indie film about loyalty and cheese): I am Clutch. Warrior. Philosopher. Good boy. Back legs? Retired. Not gone—just on break. I slide like a mop with opinions. I hop when...
I’m April- a storyteller, space-holder, and believer in second acts. I help people navigate identity, change, and the courage it takes to be seen.
