Poem: All the Love
When I was little, my mom would misspell the ending of her name with an “ie” instead of a “y” in attempt to help people remember how to spell my name. I think that exemplifies who my mom is,...
Category: Poetry
Poem: Grace
Yesterday, I opened a bottle of body scrub gifted to me by my mom. The scent is called Grace. I think she knows I don’t usually allow myself the luxury of things like this. The fragrance is heavenly, smelling like...
Interview about Writing and Poetry
I was recently interviewed by local author Tina Ann Forkner. We discussed some of the different writing I do, from the horror novel I’m working on to poetry. I even share a couple of poems along with some of the...
Poem: Inescapable
The problem with isolation from a pandemic— besides all the million obvious issues— is that it doesn’t allow us to run. We’ve carefully crafted coping mechanisms that have very little to do with coping and a whole lot to do...
Happy National Poetry Month!
I am thrilled that National Poetry Month is here! I am excited about all the attention poetry will get this month and hopefully people will be drawn into this beautiful genre with their extra time at home. Hopefully, people will...
