Blog, Craft, My Poems big poem, small poem / new poem sure / longer poem, brighter poem / birds birds birds Hello all! It’s been a while again, I know. I’ve been missing writing in the worse way but otherwise wrapped up in my new…
Blog, My Poems Two Truths & A Lie My future & my past are essentially the same: whether it is me or her riding in the back seat, I still have to…
Blog, My Poems In a Field, The Absence of Field or heart—like breathing, you enter waist-high grasses, the tan of prairie dog, fern, wild lily, & the wind takes you up into itself, your…
Blog, My Poems I Treat Your Swollen Ankle propped on a pillow on our oversized coffee table, all of our ice packs lost…
Blog, My Poems Oregon, Columbine, October, November, December— I think of you, fellow teacher, and I fear what lies on the other side of the door, the window, the rain. What power…
Blog, My Poems I Will Vandalize His Angel Tombstone And it is from this moment that you are going to live. Think of that. You’re standing in the middle of what used to…
Blog, Craft, My Poems First, She was a Poem: Cadence on the Swings I had a bit of a moment today, and I really have to share. In the picture to your left is my beautiful, nine-and-a-half-month…
Blog, Craft, My Poems, Writing Challenges My Attempt at a Definition Poem while Reading Allan Peterson This is why I love reading: it opens so many doors. While reading Allan Peterson’s Precarious (published by 42 Miles Press, 2014), I began…
Blog, My Poems The Manger Merry Christmas, Everyone! Whether or not you’re a believer, I hope you enjoy your day with friends and family, build a snowman or stay…
Blog, My Poems Caterpillar Towns consider their bodies—each separate bead a head—the string of brains arch like drumming fingers, or rather, the knuckles. survival in a smaller form. like…
Blog, My Poems Solar Panels You said we were a senseless pairing—the earth and moon—what if someday the earth falls out of love? Then the moon will fall…
Blog, My Poems At Dusk Out on a walk, I saw two girls screaming through a two-seater swing, two fans of blonde hair. There was a hill in the…
