BURLUNGIS

A horizontal image of a teal, pink, and light blue patterned abstract image with some abstract, fingerprint-like elements.

For Three Voices

for three voices is an eclectic score for a sonic/olfactory performance with three voices. the original score—which you find in the body of text below—included the refrain’s scent (spirit, rosewater,…

Beginning, Middle (Age), End: script notes and revisions

A large Melbourne downtown strip club. 3am. Thursday. The year is 2005. 90’s r’n’b plays. Lights change rhythmically. A woman is at work.

Scared Active

You never know how someone is going to interpret you checking in on them. When Miguel texted back that he was fine, I shouldn’t worry, I sent back a peace sign emoji –something I have never sent before in my entire life.

A grid of eight photos. Each of the photos shows the same person, dressed as the Virgin Mary and in typical poses of holy figures. Through the self-assembled clothing and details like an egg in a mouth, the photos appear ironic.

Letters to Pope Francis

Have you ever felt like you are capable of performing miracles? Have you ever wished for widespread recognition of such a miracle? Have you been looking to connect with other miracle-makers in your local area?

A line drawing. A woman stands beside a well, her right hand slightly extended as she throws powder into the opening of the well. The other hand holds a small cup. A banderole, a type of medieval speech banner, reads “Make them all sick.” She is wearing a wide brimmed hat, tunic, cloak, and gloves.

Make Them All Sick: The Leper Plot of 1321

Greetings and God’s blessing upon you my dear husband, Monsieur d’Allee, on this, the 2nd day of June, the year of our Lord 1321.

I deliver bad news, of which, I am sure you are already aware.

Acedia: A Dustiness of the Heart

It’s the fourth century A.D. You’re a monk in the Egyptian desert, and you live in a hut not far from other monks. Every day you get up at dawn to pray, and you spend most of the rest of your day either praying or weaving baskets.

A negative image of a dark blue watercolor drawing. It is a landscape panorama showing a small village with a church in the middle. Above the village there are thick stormy clouds.

The Dancing Plague

Saint Ulrich of Zell’s day, in the year of our Lord 1518. Strasbourg. On this fine morning I walked into the market with Herr Troffea, when suddenly my feet started tapping to a rhythm I ignored. Tap tap tap.

A slightly desaturated close-up image of a rocky outcropping with many candles in reds, pastels, and whites, some textured and some not. Some of the the candles are burnt and wax has spread. Behind them, a small circular mirror in an ornate brass frame is visible, and small flat stones are arranged around the candles. A bone resembling a human femur is visible on the left side of the frame on a ceremonial plate, and natural green foliage is visible in the background.

Excerpts from Plague’s Embrace

She was shivering like a baby unwrapped in the wind, adrenaline and espresso in her sweat. I wasn’t allowed fear until later — one price of her devotion.