This is a new feeling for me: my work in print, offering me resonances I couldn’t have seen when it was only alive in my own head. Asking me what, exactly, I was thinking.
poetry
Florilegium: Palestinian Walks
Sacred reading & scarred landscapes
A Song of Home for a Heart That’s Breaking
Grief and grace and the deep solace of old love. Plus a bunch of plants.
Mother & Moon
Published this week in Mojave Heart Review!
Duck, Duck, Goose
I wrote this poem entirely on trains.