I wrote a poem today about consumption. It’s easy to reduce ourselves to byte size pieces fit for digesting in our social media saturated realities. Whether that’s interrupting our gorgeous sunset panorama to make sure the flattened, pixelated experience pleases our friends and admirers or swiping and stacking dates desperately as if our oxygen willContinue reading “Connection is A Meal Not A Snack”
This month, millions of us over the planet are staying behind closed doors in unison, away from our jobs, activities and the people we love. We’re keeping ourselves and one another safe from the reaches of COVID-19. It’s an indefinite pause from our ordinary lives that might bring boredom and loneliness, or it could beContinue reading “Featured By the DewDrop”
Thank you to KELP Journal: the very first literary journal to feature my poetry!
This poem starts off with the personal yet eternal question: What name do I have for you? This question could apply to both a person or a god.
Feeling strangely cared for while shopping at Trader Joes
Ink Bites Scour the page Beset tight Charged back rage Evinced ornaments Test of time Fingerprints lament On a girls dime Stay tuned for the publication of my new book “Criminal Lines”
I like this passage, because it describes the Augusteum– this grand shrine the emperor erected to house his remains. He couldn’t have imagined the site having any greater historic purpose. Yet, his ashes are stolen, and the mausoleum goes through iterations–a fortress, a Renaissance garden, a fireworks depository, and a concert hall. Right now, our lives areContinue reading “Riding the Tide of Critical Change”
“Catch Your Dreams” that’s what the Dream Weaver said to me…