writer & poet
(This is excerpted from my December Tethered Letter, a monthly long-form letter including reflections on faith, creativity, and home life along with the latest news and recommendations. You can sign up to receive these here. )
Recently I’ve been … read full post
One year ago this week (technically on the 14th), I released my book solace: poems for the broken season into the world. And in honor of that day, here’s the complete playlist for the book – a song for every … read full post
Note: This story is the second in an anthology based on prompts from #inktober2020; you can read the first story here.
(Chicago, Illinois, 2009)
Kate sighed, puffing out her cheeks and willing her other self in the mirror to … read full post
(Somewhere in the rural Midwest, 1964)
Miller held up the hook, squinting in the half-light at the worm wriggling between his thumb and forefinger. He paused for a moment, watching it squirm and lash its length around. Then he sighed, … read full post
(written in summer 2016)
It’s about 4:30 in the afternoon, and the sand piled on the concrete patio is crumbling like brown sugar against the plastic bucket of a tiny yellow bulldozer. The bulldozer beep-beeps its steady way back to … read full post
Summer has always felt like freedom to me.
It’s the extravagant amount of light we get from dawn to dusk. It’s watermelon and fresh tomatoes and sweet corn. It’s no school and no responsibilities. It’s releasing my shockingly pale legs … read full post
It’s been a minute (i.e. half a year to almost the day) since I published SOLACE: POEMS FOR THE BROKEN SEASON.
In reflection on that event, and now that the act of publishing is sufficiently in the rearview mirror, I … read full post
Originally published by the Rabbit Room here. If you don’t know them, you need to. Check them out!
Today, again, I am at the wide sink in our kitchen scrubbing up the dinner dishes.
We don’t own a dishwasher, and … read full post
I have a love/hate relationship with children’s television programming.
I love TV, or rather, the sort of stories that TV can bring into the world. But when it comes to what is available for my TV-age children (ranging from three … read full post
Spring is coming.
I have to constantly remind myself of this. I have to muscle my way through the grey days, through the grasping cold snaps in February and March, through the frosts that kill the early daffodils before they … read full post