she tickety-tackedfor about a decadeleotards, a second skin on a red brick hearthsyncopated variety showtickety-tack tickety-tack the opening acthomegrown vaudevillewhile…
Norovirus
bay tree leaves flickeroutside my bedroom windowas I convalescecalm hum of a ceiling fansoft purring cat by my side NaPoWriMo…
National Haiku Writing Month
It’s here! It’s here! The month that sparked a full year now of creativity, poetry, and healing. I’ve been writing…
Waiting
It’s difficult to sleep when the results of a breast cancer recurrence ultrasound are just floating around in the ether.…
It’s a Thang
What color is sorrow? Is it black, grey, cracked, broken? How do you describe it? If it’s sorrow from grief,…
Two-Seater Haibun
She rides it like a blue midnight broom around the town and back again. The wind says, I’ve been waiting…
WhatsHerName Writes 