Writing is a process of healing.

artists I admire interview series by Jes Reyes - Xiaolu Wang
walker art - 2019: The Year According to Xiaolu Wang
crosscuts - We Are the Wind We've Been Waiting for: Send Me to the Clouds
mnartists - To Come Back to Love: Reminders for Making Visible the Invisible
art & healing exhibition - organized by Minneapolis Institute of Art, more articles.
twin cities daily planet - community journalism
​into quarterly - a time capsule of a city
saint paul almanac - an annual collection of stories, poems, and artwork related to the city
#repoetryseries - a series of poems on the remembrance of one's identity
cowbird - a public library of human experience

​Xiaolu's work has been screened at local theaters and film festivals on occupied dakota land, including TPT, Walker Art Center, University of Minnesota, Minneapolis Institute of Art, Cinema Lounge,  Pangea World Theater, Feminist Video Quarterly,  friend's pop up restaurant and international film festivals.

She remembers loss more than time, senses lies more than her needs.

Xiaolu was born a few hours earlier before her favorite author died of suicide. She was raised by her grandparents 王玉明和吕凤英 until the biggest transition of her life she’s still transitioning to. She’s somewhere on the spectrum of a brave coward and an authentic imposter, a lazy talent and a professional napper with chronic boredom. She sometimes freezes mid-sentence in front of a crowd. Her yoga master would call it vata imbalance. There’s no explanation to this mystery. She remembers loss more than time, senses lies more than her needs. She gets better at escaping than growing up, through literature, music, and films. She’s a voyeur of the interior world. Her work deals with the romanticization of guilt, dust, and intimate vengeance. She never took photos of any of her graduations.