Hi, I’m vōx.
I’m a writer, musician, and visual artist.
An autistic, disabled, chronically ill human.
A Capricorn, a vegan, a voracious reader, a forest creature.
An asexual non-monogamist wife.
A small-town Minnesotan now living in Porto, Portugal after a dozen years in LA.
I’m here to share my soul as precisely as possible. Vulnerability has never scared me. It’s where I live.
I write mostly about disability, chronic illness, neurodivergence, asexuality, grief, growth, and how these intersect with culture and creation. But I’m always exploring.
This space is for those who feel a little outside the lines. For the ones learning to be gentle with themselves, to exist without explanation. It’s for the seekers, the shapeshifters, the ones who hold both grief and hope in their hands. If that’s you, welcome.
