Writing

I will never make a living off of sharing my inner music But every time I spread my words across … Continue reading Writing

…and so it begins…

with a phone call- a submission of credentials- an interview.. .we am returning. What it entails this time is not … Continue reading …and so it begins…

Old Woman Waking

Early that mourning the snow left her hair a tangled field of dry dead grass. Cracks in her path left scars on … Continue reading Old Woman Waking

Bucareli Bay

I listen to stories from wings and wails while I sit on my deck in the cold wet wind watching … Continue reading Bucareli Bay

Day Up On The Delta

Blackened sky Rolls out Pulling indigo Higher still. There is no moon. Nor glow to guide. Deep gray pries Itself … Continue reading Day Up On The Delta

Bird

Rant and rave winged waver for I can not cover my ears salty stories tenuous times that I will never … Continue reading Bird

Girl

If you have ever wondered why I would leave what I knew to go to what was new- here is … Continue reading Girl

Wa’qa

For the past 5 years I have lived my life in a place many do not know exists. I first … Continue reading Wa’qa

An August Tundra

I live in a place where organized chaos is a way of life- small patches of patterned purpose amidst random … Continue reading An August Tundra