Blog, My Poems Rewrite I’m reworking “The Nightsky Often Looks Like a Mound of Feathers” and retitled the poem (I may re-use this title in a future poem). Here’s…
Blog, My Poems Writing Process This is one of those poems that is not very good, needs a ton of editing but will not get out of my head. I…
Blog, My Poems No Skin Included. Break open the branch. Inside– there is lime and tree foam. Like marrow. The white liquid that illuminates the skin, full of leaves and freshly-plucked…
Blog, My Poems Nights that Dreamed Her Open There was a morning when she opened herself to horses— it was a sort of release, the wind and soft petals under her toes. She…
