Such duplexity! My contest-winning poem is now live. Read it here.
This contest win is sweet, in part because working in the duplex form showed me that — pardon the cliche — an old dog can still learn a few new tricks.
This contest win is sweet, in part because working in the duplex form showed me that — pardon the cliche — an old dog can still learn a few new tricks.
Big news: my poem “A Duplex for Nerve Root Signature” has been selected as the 1st-place winner of the 2026 Sweet Literary Poetry Prize, judged by poet Meghan Sterling.
It just doesn’t look like I thought it would. Bloodstream and I are out there in the world, doing what’s manageable, and determined to have fun. So far, so good.
Another book launch, another burnishing of a joy moment into my life’s timeline.
How many joy moments can a heart hold? Several, it turns out.
The cover of my new book, Bloodstream, is final! This passion flower nods to the collection’s themes of memory, Southern roots, and the fluid boundaries between human and natural worlds.
A year isn’t a long time, yet it can feel like an eternity. Cheers to all who have traveled my book’s journey with me so far!
I never thought I’d say it. A notebook can be a writer’s best friend. They can be beautiful, and — had you asked me just over a month ago — I would have said, also completely useless. I was wrong.
Three poets, three new collections, and Lana Ayers’ brilliant idea: What happens when you read strangers’ work looking for poems that speak to your own? Magic, it turns out.
The Grief Committee Minutes was named a finalist for the 2025 Eric Hoffer Award in the poetry category.
In my final weeks before retirement, I can’t give enough thanks to the universe for my many blessings.
Signing, selling and trading books, cultivating friendships and participating in two separate readings made this conference truly one for the books.