This poem came from prompt to compare two random things...
Space
Prompted to write about noticing something beautiful, this is the first thing that came to my mind...
I should have lit the candles
If there's one thing I've learned in life and yet never seem to really learn, it's that you should always light the candles...
Lucky Charms
An excerpt from Amanda Gordon's poem, "The Hill We Climb" got mixed in my head with Sarah Everard's murder, which reminded of Ardeth Wood close to home, and then this poem came...
Quantity
What do you worry about? All the things I worry about are quantities...
Thread
A poem about my complex relationship with "home"...
Kenny
As a kid, I had a close friend whose family moved away and suddenly one day he was just gone. For some reason, the memory of losing him has always been tied up with this other one...
Traces
Five random musings inspired by this quotation from Renato Rosaldo: "The material of poetry is not so much the event as the traces it leaves.”
Frank Mills
When I was a young girl, I had a huge crush on the pianist, Frank Mills...
Brining
I don't get to go to Costa Rica this year, so I revisit it in my mind. Last year's trip was extra-special because I shared it with family...
Bravery
No one runs toward bravery, do they? I think we just put one foot in front of the other and one day someone tells us they think what we've done is brave...
Right-of-Way
A reflection on dividing lines and the roles they do and don't play in childhood.