Art can be so powerful, especially if you give it time. This prose poem captures the way my experience of a street mural changed over the course of about 10 minutes.
Encountering a mural in memory of D’Andre Campbell
scars
Scars hold memories. These are a few of mine...
From:
Sometimes, when a writing prompt hangs me up, I turn to word definitions, as I did with this preposition...
Age Gap
This short prose piece generated from a prompt to write about an age gap. The first thing that came to my mind was the gap between the age I feel and the age I am.
“I”
In the process of researching a book, I've become fascinated by the pronoun "I"...
Totems
This poem was inspired by a photograph taken from Allan Gardens in Toronto. I've never been there, but it got me thinking about connection in an urban setting.
Letters
An epistolary poem about letters wrapped inside a letter...
How I Survive the Pandemic
This short prose piece seemed frivolous, so I gave it a serious title...
Charming
This was wildly fun to write! It's a response to a response poem...
prairie girls
This beauty came from a prompt to write a poem comparing two things.
Skin Hunger
When you go months without touch, a warm breeze can work wonders in your hair, on your skin, for your soul...
The Same Journey
I've been researching ancient Egypt, and some ancient ideas came to me as I wrote this poem about sunrises and sunsets. Actually, though, it's about writing...
