Publications and Features
(available elsewhere on-line)

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Peach Magazine — Dear Friends (Or How I Fed My Demons until their Bellies Exploded)

Seed Broadcast Magazine – A few poems, pg 33/34

My Next Heart: New Buffalo Poetry (BlazeVOX)

The Thing About a Butterfly – Lit-Rally

At Home in Snow – Bread Loaf Journal Summer 2018 (Official Link TBA)

 

Story Archive
(sorted by story, not by date)

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-- September for the Sycamores “I Don’t Know, Elias. I Don’t Know.” Tips for Drying Goldenrod The Work of a Rose At Home in Snow Gravity is Measured in Distance The Bittersweet Taste of a Green Tomato The Thing about a Butterfly Don’t Blame the Dog: A Sunday Sermon The Widely Known and Tragically Common Case of the Caged Bird Awareness is a form of Gratitude the mayflies and the apple blossoms A Run Down Beuhler’s Hill Beautiful. A Wasp in the Garden The Story of Elsa Why the Cottonwood Gave Up Everything for Spring. The Preciousness of Every Little Thing, Every Little Memory Indecision That Place of Solitude The Language of Trees The Loving Honesty of Heartbreak (in 5 poems) Gratitude, from the Deep Well of Sorrow The Sound of a Door Closing (Pt. I) enough Winnowing It’s okay to look up, to let go, to make space. It’s okay: an homage to January In the Walls Coming into Vision The Unforgiving Man The Corgi clothesline shoreline earthquake Eating Dandelions (unpolished) When it Works Leafhopper day dream Checking Out (Relationships) Where Home Will Come to Settle violin laughter Mowing Lawns Braver Places (Memorial Day) Clearing, Planting Listening to the summer Observation of sheep and thorns climate change useless La Mezquita, Córdoba, 1936 (Escher) Later Down the Road in response to the bombing in beirut The Joyhood of Change Letter to Arij, excerpt Quiet House (2016, revisited) Moms (a walk in the park) The Unfinished Picture detox; strength and beauty. Despondent Metanoia Why I Write (Turning Twenty-Five) The Water Originally Taught the Wind Learning the Black Keys The Unforgiving Man Mute is the Sound of this Room What it means to miss you You are Everyone’s Grandson: Ancestors Pt. 2 Stay for a Funeral I am home, always home. The Unlived Life is not Worth Examining Gamel, believing only takes believing What I’ve always and only known: Fear and Attachment The Threshold of Certainty Tonight, this room feels a bit empty. Someday, Bearing Precious Fruit distance never seperates Who am I to Know? A Letter of the Miracles Lessons in Solitude Happy Birthday, Dad Still, Time is Young Faith and Logic Memorial Day, revisted Between Meds and Madness

 

 

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