The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because the sun has nibbled little love bites right out of it. The freckles on the right side of my face are darker because nobody walks in LA, and I am always the passenger. The sky never really races or paces over my left, and so it leaves no tracks. The freckles on the … Continue reading why why because because
Midnight is sneaking up on me, crouching in the day’s edges, waiting to pounce. I should be writing but instead I turn to rock, sinking my story-spin into frozen-earth. Stillness comes naturally to the hunted– maybe even more naturally than run. Wait feels safer than chase. The gravel of me wears a wedding dress of blank page. The vow to write today, and every day, … Continue reading 14. 100 / rock paper cat
The risk of poetryis the afterlifeof a feelingnot meant tooutlive sunriseor flesh. TodayI keep the fleetingmortal. Continue reading mortal
2020 was the year I let go of my fear of anthologies. I don’t know what shifted it exactly. I used to a feel a panic at the idea of submitting my work to sit page-by-page next to something I hadn’t vetted. Not because of quality of work, but because of values. This year, I let that need for control go. I think it’s a … Continue reading anthologies
The month of November happened in a flash of a feather. These thirty days always soar by like a bird in flight, in want of nest, but in need of push. Thirty days of flap and wing, and dream of rest. Words, like birds, were meant for the air, and Novembers I think were meant for both. There are perfect plastic doves perched on my … Continue reading glide & strike
I started my blog in 2012. Right before my first November blogging, I learned about all kinds of challenges that writers and bloggers participate in during this month. From writing a poem a day, to writing a novel through the course of the month, to even blogging every day. In a burst of energy I like to call #LetsGoLetsGoLetsGo, I did all three. And it … Continue reading NanoPoblano
I received a handful of questions on my poll. A couple were specifically about me and a few were asking for my take on a thing, so I thought I’d address a couple of those today. I have temporarily titled this series AMA (Ask me anything) but that’ll switch super fast if I come up with anything adorable. Ideas welcome. More questions welcome. I’ll include … Continue reading AMA / writing
I want to be the first to know what I want to say, but it doesn’t always work out that way. The words I knead in my mind still need shaping today, still need baking today. I proof them on the countertop because it feels like everyone is standing so close together that it has warmed the air. You never really need the scarf when … Continue reading halfbaked snacks
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