New (Dinosaur) Poem: Parking Lot

Happy Friday, friends! I hope you all have some marvelous plans for the weekend. I’ve been doing client work and going through submissions for Lit Shark Magazine all week, and this weekend, I’m attending the livestream of Mississippi’s first-ever...

Poem of the Day: Susan Prospere

Hi friends! A beautiful image for your Monday evening— * SILVER THAW How cold the angels are—so they come down to Mississippi,their breath rising from the ice of their bodies to frost the clover.  And they take the trees one by onebecause they are jealous.All...

In Sickness & In New Years: Becoming Her 2022

Hi friends! Happy Monday and Happy New Year! This isn’t so much an end-of-year recap as it is a reflection of what I want 2022 to be. Regardless, it’s a long one, so buckle up. I’m so grateful you’re here. Maybe sunflowers have been a sign for...