Waking from a Dream

I have wanted to write, truly, but my groove is buried somewhere between Los Angeles and Ireland and that is a lot of fucking space to cover. I have four projects in stasis, sitting in folders that mock me every...

Travertine

My Recorded Poetry Series continues with,"Travertine", the fourth of five poems originally published in The Writing Disorder. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MTGDLQYh5fY

“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,...

Blind in the Time of the Virus

It seems like ages since I have written about blindness.  It feels so small, so insignificant compared to what the world is facing, but regardless of its weight in a moment or hour or day, blindness is always with me.  Blindness won’t...

Your Promises are Collapsible

First and most importantly, I hope all who are reading this are safe and well and home. I am, as ever so incredibly grateful for the support and presence of this community in my life! Continuing with my recorded poetry...

All I Have Right Now is Poetry

It has been a turbulent year. I haven't done a lot of writing and almost no submitting, but I did have a few poems come out this month. Right now, it is all I have to share. I already shared...

From the Quiet comes Poetry

Everything is so quiet and so very loud. Each step I take is labored, heavy and uncertain. I haven't written much at all this year, or submitted or had much published, but today I opened my email to a lovely...

Hollywood Poems

"Lady Street Jesus" is the last of 3 poems that were originally published in The Furious Gazelle. If you haven't yet checked out TFG, I highly recommend you do, and if submitting writing is your thing, definitely think about submitting...

Flush – Recorded Poetry Series

My energy is pretty zapped right now, my thoughts consumed with what is happening to my father. I feel sad and emotional. I feel so grateful for all of the kindness I receive here, and for the amazing writing that...