I don’t know if I’m a person anymore or just a thing that fights

A Poem

A Life With Books

Books and Memories of Them Make Us Who We Are

Writing Poetry on Medium: A Tiny Guide

Welcome to the Family, Poets!

Here for the Flowers

A Poem

Flowers are roots and leaves
Flowers are petals

The Aim is Gratitude

A Poem

The aim is
gratitude

Still Life with Family Court

A Poem

Hope is A Lead Pipe, A Conversation with Emily Dickinson

A Poem

Pandemic, 2020

A Poem

Exhaustion is
A pandemic in an election year

Hope is A Star

A Poem

I know I said that stars were hope,
that looking up was looking to hope or for hope, or hoping -