The Year Mark

This transitional period of time, between apartments. Where you’re living out of a bag of clothing, all of your stuff packed away, curtains stripped from the windows, movers scheduled for Sunday. It feels like you’re living in a home that is no longer yours. You’re an illegal squatter. An odd, odd limbo. Why does moving … Continue reading The Year Mark

I Almost Believed Her 

I had a startling experience this holiday. A grown woman, a good 20-25 years older than I, decided that it would motivate me to return to my religion by calling me a loser (complete with a sad head shake and disappointed expression). Tough love, possibly? I found it appalling, and I was shocked into silence … Continue reading I Almost Believed Her 


I chose the name "Echo" because that's how this all came about - a piece sent to a friend, a "What do you think of this?" and the response was a morsel of prose, the perfect echo. From there it became a search for increased creativity, and friends from all over the country have beautifully … Continue reading Echo

Not Sure Why I Wrote “Jackals”

I’ve started to realize that I’m not good at writing just for the sake of writing. Every “expert” has told me that in order to become a truly great writer, you have to practice every day. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, they say, as long as you have created something on paper or write it on your (fancy shmancy) laptop. "Create, create, create!” the jackals say!

A Quick Break

I would like to take a break from poetry momentarily and talk about what's on my mind. Of course, that's a dangerous thing, because everything is always on my mind, rushing through and then I'm trying desperately to grab something to anchor me before it swings past. Anyway. I've been thinking a lot about anger … Continue reading A Quick Break


I love meeting people who make me think. It doesn't necessarily have to be a deep provocation into mental realms previously unexplored. Even a new thought, or an old thought reinvented or refurbished for a radical opinion projected towards me, just to see my reaction (while that is annoying on the surface, why should it be? … Continue reading Expansion