Choreia*

Choreia*

Why can’t anyone sympathize with her wish to dance?

A Locked Door Being Tried

A Locked Door Being Tried

Mediates on the endless retreat into the self of someone who’s experienced the violent loss of their parents.

War winter

War winter

I left America, where gun violence is endemic. Europe seemed safer. Russia invaded Ukraine. Europe still seems safer.

Reflection

Reflection

Reflection on writing and mortality.

Diné Deliverance

Diné Deliverance

Loren was a member of the Diné nation who came on occasion to talk. Diné is alternative nomenclature for Navajo.

Reflections at Age Ninety-nine

Reflections at Age Ninety-nine

Bunny Moon reflects on her life as she approaches her 100th birthday.

In Solidarity With The Fall

In Solidarity With The Fall

Travel from physics to the physical reaction of our mindwork.

Battles Unseen

Battles Unseen

There are so many unseen battles going on behind the eyes of people who say they are fine. Let’s all be a little kinder today…

The Necessary Angel

The Necessary Angel

This poem is about a necessary angel telling a young man with mental health problems the truth he needed to hear.

Booked to Heaven

Booked to Heaven

I wrote this after my mother told her three sons that she was ready to leave this earth after living to the age of 101.

Private Passageway

Private Passageway

A poem about aging, reflection and lost opportunities. However, dreams in retrospect provide a way to rewrite history.

Bridge Of Dreams

Bridge Of Dreams

How peaceful dreams can also be agitating.

Drunk

Drunk

Drunk is a poem that implores the idea of heartbreaks and how some deep bonds when broken can make us feel so drunk and delusional.

Crypt in the Sky

Crypt in the Sky

please don’t bury me beneath
this ground, don’t let me decay

Almost End of a Line

Almost End of a Line

This poem reflects my love of mythology, teaching and learning, and above all of the ways in which words collide.

Love Thy Neighbor

Love Thy Neighbor

A poem about the war in the Ukraine.

The Cycle

The Cycle

Dedicated to all women who have suffered abuse at the hands of the man who was supposed to love them.