A month has passed since we left Soapstone, and I am finally ready to say goodbye. Please forgive the lapse in posts – breaking up is hard to do. I know that even escape grows old if it is your daily life, but I hadn’t quite hit the “I’m ready to miss this” moment at [...]

There’s a thing that happens at readings sometimes that can annoy me: the pre-reading apology. The writer assumes their position on stage, and facing their audience, they feel uncertain. So begins the “I just wrote this yesterday” or “haven’t really edited it” or “this might be better on the page…” pre-reading apologies, which often just [...]

It is almost 2 in the morning, and for some reason I am wide awake. In this questionable state, I posted an older poem that I’ve never tried to publish before on Ink Node. Go check it out!

I’ve always felt that poems need to be ferberized.
For me, writing is like traveling to multiple dimensions and accidentally coming back very pregnant. When the writing feeling happens, the interstellar me is whisked off to another universe. This wispy version of myself spends the rest of the poem tucking the geography (and iconography) of the [...]

Yesterday, Kate and I spent the afternoon in Cannon Beach, writing at a café that kept its doors and windows open. In January. The café owner was blaring popular jazz standards, and a pair of young girls were loudly discussing the complexities of their love lives and the virtues of virginity at the table next [...]