I haven’t been writing very much here in this tumblr and I think it is a symptom of something larger going on in my work. I feel very restrained. I feel like there is some big wall that I am afraid to write around, so I stay on one side, writing about being bored on Mars and Dolley Madison and lambs eating shepherds. I start writing something and it feels too personal or it feels too something and I run away. ”What does the speaker of this poem want?” someone said tonight in workshop. I was stumped.
My name is Sara. I live in Portland, Oregon.
I'm a poet and a musician. I'm the sole constant member of The Dykings.
I like: non-fiction, poetry, indie rock (whatever that means), quotes by artists I admire about their creative process and their work, talking about my own creative process, public art, talking about what it means to make art as a non-straight non-male artist, trying to make great things.
I also secretly dream to be an advice columnist.
Website: www.dykings.com
Twitter: @dykings • Ask me anything
The Dykings
I like: non-fiction, poetry, indie rock (whatever that means), quotes by artists I admire about their creative process and their work, talking about my own creative process, public art, talking about what it means to make art as a non-straight non-male artist, trying to make great things.
I also secretly dream to be an advice columnist.
Website: www.dykings.com
Twitter: @dykings • Ask me anything
The Dykings
I’m bored by my own avoidance
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