"Destroying or destroyed, my name speaks itself, molting the changing seasons of my hope, dust chokes in my throat, so human the sound, so dire I know courage, becoming what the mountain emotes, eloped fluid and formless..."
 - Forms and Vessels
 
Forms and Vessels discovers the dual nature of the individual, full to overflowing and empty so to carry another.  Its poems open a dialogue with the self, with the self in another, and between the self and the inevitable "us."  It asks how we become what we are.
 - Judith Literary Press