It’s little things. Mornings that arrive warm and still. Hours that pass like air through a breezeway instead of like an ocean through a bottleneck. The corners of lips as they flicker. New words. Old words repurposed. It’s not a sudden change, you only know you’ve left once you’ve arrived. In much the same way that spring overpowers winter, suddenly everything is different. The world … Continue reading Beyond the veil

It could be easy for me to let my grip slip. To fall effortlessly away from what chains me. My grasping fingers grow weary, my dangling heart eclipsed by trepidation. It would be so much simpler to forfeit now. But hope is here, and it has become the single tentative thread that keeps me attached to my turnkey. Hope binds me endlessly to all of … Continue reading a most potent cordial

So many things I could do. I could buy a villa in Umbria. I could leave it all behind. I could enjoy the whimsy of my life without an underlying fear. But I know better. So many things I could say. I could let the wonderful things inside me billow around you like chiffon in the wind. I could tell you that you’re wrong about … Continue reading I know better

Loving is the most worthwhile thing we can do. We aren’t brought into being to win prizes or earn titles or accrue money. But we do come into the world with an innate sense of loving. We seek bonds with everyone around us; our kin, our friends, our lovers. We deepen them, nourish them, we mourn them when they go. It’s the only thing in … Continue reading The most human

The sun brought a friend today. Its calescent fingertips dance with a hawkish breeze. They take turns kissing the tops of my shoulders like jealous lovers. The freckles on my arms rising with the hair. I feel like a small finch being held between two juxtaposing hands. All at once disagreeable and divine. And I think of you.  I smile as the gale hurries along … Continue reading on the eve of the equinox

I woke with the sunTo find a rose on a neighbor’s windshieldAnd it was still there as the skies greyed. Someone thought someone was the oneBut as the day steeledThere the rose laid.  And when I glanced across the roomThe rose was propped against a tree. Unrequited was the bloomA tender offering from thee. Continue reading Tender offerings

A brief pause from my ornately worded overthinking to herald some good news: my debut book, a collection of poetry and prose, was published today. Fool’s Gold is now available in paperback and for Kindle. You can find her here. I love the word ‘fool’. It’s so often used as an insult, a disparagement. But I think there’s something whimsically wonderful about being a fool. … Continue reading Fool’s Gold

If I had but one day left, I would not weep, I would not mourn. I haven’t done all that I wish to do but I have everything that I’ve ever wanted. I have the courage, unlocked, to make something solid out of my dark, humid daydreams. I have the fortitude to weather on when the tides push me under and my tender body is … Continue reading to be cut when burgeoning

The world is little more than a delicate layering of power. Those who have it, those who want it, those who trade in it. Whether we think of ourselves as formidable or not, the way we move everyday is defined by an undertow of ascendency. Our simple movements are a black market for any semblance of sovereignty we can get. Because we always think that … Continue reading A delicate order

Such a feverishly longed for breath, the one that comes when the world evens out. The fifty degree winds that ride off the back of Spring’s first peek at the world. The tenderly accosting spray of a great body of water. To feel something silvery moving through the parts of your body that were closed off from contortion. Your rib cage opens like grand gates … Continue reading Azureous