Writing Poem, Untitled

Being a writer is like guaranteeing the stone will skip clear across the lake -impossible- halving an alligator thick harvest squash with nothing but a plastic butter knife -impossible- Writing is looking up in the cafe when the coffee goers are gone, listening to the tired busboy with no tips rattle the dishes in the […]

In/side Out/Side

When my 2 year old says in he really means out he lives in e s r e v e r and so when i feel in/sane in/secure i wonder if maybe if I am in e s r e v e r too And life e f i l is meant to be lived […]

Pause, Then I Hit Play

“Accept the peaceful change that autumn encourages.” This was passed onto me from another writer and I’ve been thinking about our changing selves. Today, at work, I took 3 minutes to make a quick playlist for my background music for my busy work and I stared at my selection. A little bit of everything – […]