Do a Little Dance

My Mom was a colourful and effervescent person. She shined more brightly than anyone I have ever known and expressed unapologetic interest in things that propelled her down less travelled paths. She was in a coven, painted banners for the...

With a Little Help from Welbutrin

My head is above water, but I am not floating. The air still tastes of ash, the remnants of a battle lingering in my eyes and in my throat. Depression is the zip tie on my tongue, the shackle on...

Taking up Space

I woke up yesterday feeling a bit better, thinking this bout of depression had plans for a short stay.  I was a fool.  By the afternoon, I wanted to break something.  I wanted to scream and slice myself free of my skin.  I wanted...

Storm

There is a storm in my head, a rage that chokes me, imminent disaster that pricks the tip of my tongue. My skin is so heavy, scratchy like a blanket in the heat, filthy with the detritus of hiding inside...

Shades of Bleak

The darkness is swallowing me up again. I exist in a confined space, one part sadness, the other anger; sometimes the two become indistinguishable. I am a flame of rage in a freezing wind, burning and extinguished. I am a...

Remembering How To Breathe

It's been a rough week. Lots of tears. Lots of sun falling out of my mouth, leaving shadows to choke me and change the taste of the landscape. When I feel this way, all I want is to disappear, to...

“Things My Mother Left Behind” Available for Pre-Order

I am sitting in my very quiet writing space, typing this in a state of simultaneous disbelief and total joy. I am thrilled beyond the sky to announce that my book, "Things My Mother Left Behind", is available for pre-order,...

Shards of Cherry Blossoms

My recorded poetry series continues with the fifth of six poems originally published in Chantarelle's Notebook. If you have a minute and are so inclined, check out my YouTube page and subscribe!!!! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1qwIkLrph9M

Stiff Trigger

My latest recorded poem is up on YouTube. It is the third of six poems originally published in Chanterelle's Notebook. Kendal Bell, editor of Chantarell's Notebook, chose to nominate this poem for a Best of the Net award, which was...