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Today, I am happy to have three poems published at Eunoia Review! “The Classification of Rainbows,” “Requires Heavy Lifting,” and “Pavee” have found their home. I am pleased to see all three together, in such a well-represented venue. I have been a fan of poems published here for some time, and I feel privileged to be […]
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I have been sending poems out like a crazy lady lately. I must have thirty different sets of poems out in the world, in various inboxes of some very tired and underpaid editors. I found out via a tweet that my poem, “Nature is Nurture,” was published today in Burningword Journal. Yay, so happy. This […]
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My poem “Memory Fruit” is on Virtual Verse’s site today! The concept behind Virtual Verse is to write a poem based on an image they provide. They provided this lovely and mysterious image by Julien Menier. To see the poem on Virtual Verse’s site, visit: http://visualverse.org/ You can find it on page 25, toward […]
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Two of my poems are published in Ink in Thirds, “Early Mornings”, and “Not Even Friendly Fire”. I couldn’t be happier with the magazine, or the awesome photography my poems are featured with by Oscar Keys and De Westelinck-Smith.
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Here’s my poem Affection Artists published on a postcard from Postcard Poems and Prose Magazine! It’s a pretty cool concept. I love seeing my poems paired with images, and this came out so well.
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asking myself this question I already know like books stacked all that knowledge, violinist of a breath; this time healing has come to mean some things: the earth is not an oyster, Shakespeare omitted me it is the spare tire that you forgot to take it is the core of the apple bitten around […]
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Our eyes are our eyes, extensions do not lengthen us. We blush only for ourselves, knowing the forest for every tree, surrounding foliage, average rainfall, temperature, even in Celsius. We hide without hiding, unseen and unseemly. We are hyper-quiet and lost, insecure in others, but found in self, finding it all too easy to […]
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TEXT OF THIS POEM Bubble machine on a ledge children singing as they talk over the forgotten fence from far away, an ambulance on the asphalt, again. ABOUT THIS POEM I thought this poem would be fun to write by hand. After seeing Tyler Knott Gregson’s poems on instagram, it seemed worth trying. […]
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We were pb&j with a spread of apple butter, smooth. Calm as cucumber skin. We rolled our oats: small dirt-clad seeds in the summer steam. We ploughed every field, those small, outspread weeds just drifted in.
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With eyes closed, reaching into the dishwasher, hand over smooth and pricking mountains, curve and point, spoon and fork unknown to me, feels like a tactile attack. I hold the fork firmly, bow my head, and say a silent prayer — the woes of here and yesterday, the cold utensil in hand, the welcome […]
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Don’t bring your love to a gunfight among strangers, barricades on the boulevard, bloody and bold, with windows into skies I held you with an army inside, the pounding pronounced and promising, down the streets of existence, where resistance was built in bitter moments stacked like lost bodies entrenched, there is a climbing that final […]
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