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Shoe Boxes Hold No More Shoes
Show boxes hold no more shoes But love letters, still unopened Dust blankets pillow coverings Unobstructed and undisturbed The bulbs are...
Apr 26, 20231 min read


4/11/23: A Newsletter, A Keyboard
And National Poetry Month! Dear Reader, It’s been a month since my last blog post, and there are many excuses as to why it’s been so long...
Apr 12, 20235 min read


3/6/23: My Poetry was Taught in a High School Class
And what student responses to my poetry taught me Dear Reader, No, the title is not hyperbole. Just last week, a good friend of mine who...
Mar 6, 20236 min read


We are the Daughters and Sons
of closed doors. Locked windows. We hid under covers. Afraid of shadows that walked our hallways. Reflections that hid in bathroom...
Mar 3, 20231 min read


2/20/23: Black Writers, Black Poets
And a celebration of Black writing “I love America more than any other country in this world, and, exactly for this reason, I insist on...
Feb 21, 20239 min read


I originally wanted to tear
This part up and leave it for the ghosts for the gravestones and the mourners for the dust-ridden shelves and their friends for and...
Feb 8, 20231 min read


The first time we fall in love
It pours out of us a mess we hold and catch what our hearts can’t hide we stitch it to our clothes and inevitably get dirty Then we...
Feb 8, 20231 min read


2/6/23: Feedback
Why it terrifies so many of us, and what we can do about it. Dear Reader, If you're anything like me, then you still have vivid memories...
Feb 7, 20236 min read


1/30/23: I Didn't Want to Write This
What do you write about when you don't want to write? Dear Reader, Would you believe me if I told you that I didn't want to write this...
Jan 31, 20235 min read


1/23/23: Writing, Heartbreak, and the Tortured Artist
Examining the relationship between heartbreak, trauma, and the messiness of poetry. Hello, my dear, dear reader, It's been quite some...
Jan 23, 20236 min read


Can we put the knives away
and go to bed? I’ve burned my tongue on too many words I didn’t mean. I forget who I am when I’m angry— I hate seeing this place a mess—...
Jan 22, 20231 min read


This Window
For Mrs. Rochester --A masterpiece-- Shatters against the rain. Each drop a life (A moment in time?) I have gotten used to counting...
Jan 22, 20231 min read


Hades and Persephone have a fight
He’d start by telling her she was beautiful. She’d laugh in Old Fashioned and His throat would burn at the bitter taste of it. “You’re...
Jan 22, 20231 min read

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