It’s that typical story of girl meets boy, girls falls for boy, and boy leaves girl with her heart no longer intact. But perhaps girl’s heart was never intact. Perhaps girl’s heart was already shattered into thousands of pieces from those who came before and girl never found the adequate adhesive to put the pieces back together. Perhaps girl never dealt with the ache and girl is so obsessive she just continues to ache and obsess over her ache and ache is just the norm. Perhaps girl has been looking for someone to save her soul when in actuality all she needs to do is look into the mirror and see her own strength. Perhaps girl needs to believe in herself, to trust and love herself, and not look to others to validate her existence. And maybe that is the real story at hand.
Nepantla Akira Phoenix
Letter of Intent
Writing is the pill that keeps me from plunging head first into insanity. Some days I want to slash my wrists with a razor blade but instead I slash paper with a pen and call it fiction. Circumstances change and I'm forced to question myself in an effort to understand who the fuck I really am. Writing is a vehicle to explore that territory. What kind of writer do I wish to be? An honest one. A brutally fucking honest one. I want to capture human vulnerability. I want to embrace the darkness of our souls. All I have are my words. And of course, the undeniable.
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I currently have a chapbook out called BECOMING: A Journey to Complete Samsara, which touches on themes of motherhood, coping with domestic abuse, figuring out how to separate politics and negative experiences with the left, embracing Buddhism as a way of living, and embracing my Japanese cultural roots. BECOMING is available for purchase on Blacklava.
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