March 24, 2020

            “Ember!” his stupid voice blares through the night. I wanted to get away unnoticed, but apparently Steval woke just as I left our campsite. I pause in the trees, hoping he can’t tell which way I went. Even the insects that chirp through the night still as t...

March 23, 2020


            I sigh and turn to the town elder, wishing I could have escaped town to go berry picking like I typically do every other Thursday. 


February 22, 2020

I may have mentioned that I'm writing alongside my Creative Writing class this semester. This week we started prose, and our first prompt came with some specific instructions. They had three slips of paper. On the first, they wrote the name of a room. On the second, so...

February 12, 2020

Daddy never talked about the war.
He wasn’t a part of the “greatest generation.”
Instead he was protested, and spit on in the streets.

Daddy never talked about the war.
A war not named for the world 

but for a single country.

Daddy never talked about that war.
He fought...

February 10, 2020

Life burbles from the spring,

excited, grasping, experiencing,

rolling over the smoothed rocks 

to join the waters that have 

moved through here before.

Playfully it bounces--moving as a brook,

babbling, shifting, as it grows stronger.

It stays within its banks, yes, 

but it s...

February 2, 2020

He paced the lobby

of the veterinary hospital.

A walk he seemed to have taken

several times before.

Though in younger years

probably much steadier.

Every approach of a tech, 

every approach of a receptionist,

he would look expectantly 

for any news of his loved one.

His face rad...

January 28, 2020

Crows recognize faces--

they remember kindnesses bestowed

and any disgraces.

I remember faces—

the kindnesses bestowed,

the touching warm glow

from your many graces.

Crows will sound the alarm, 

a warning to teach their kin 

who would cause them harm.

But I’ve never not trusted...

January 24, 2020

I move through the cathedral of trees

to a place that both quiets and stirs my soul.

The ravens overhead ever in attendance

at this service they call home.

The choir sings their serene song:

the breeze whistling through the branches--

the harmony,

while the river rushing over...

January 22, 2020

Where do we go

when the world is full of despair,

when the world is full of fear,

when the world is on fire?

Where do you go

when the loneliness won’t leave you alone,

when the pressures of living

threatens to crack your very soul,

when the thought of failure 

commands you clos...

January 17, 2020

What happens when you’re built

strong and sturdy

with a fiery temper that blows

off the peak of a dormant volcano.

The anger spilling out, running down,

its magmatic fingers reaching to burn,

to hurt in reaction to its being hurt.

What happens when other kids

are intimidated b...

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