Bio
Bio (alternative)
When Mark Ari unlocked his mother’s womb, he fell to soft vinyl where he lived under another name and the kitchen table. Women with round faces bent down to pinch his cheeks. Grandpa made Egyptian poses on the landing at the top of the stairs, nodding and winking and making a great show of brushing back invisible hair with his fingers. Mother opened her mouth and sighed: ah-ah-ah-ah.
By the time the leaves on the trees were dry and beautiful—orange and cream and chocolate—he planted his feet, and the world got littler. He did not notice. Then he did, and when he did, he could read French and Spanish but spoke only a stutter of English. So, he made shapes with his lips and stenciled words on the air. This has made all the difference
Bio at the University of North Florida
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contact: mari@unf.edu
