The Poetry

Beyond the Great Beyond

I do not wish to return to this loud and restless world. When my time comes, I will not turn back toward unfinished lessonsor circles that keep repeating themselves. I...

Beyond the Great Beyond

I do not wish to return to this loud and restless world. When my time comes, I will not turn back toward unfinished lessonsor circles that keep repeating themselves. I...

Between Duty and Dream

I live somewhere between duty and danger, between the woman who steadies the roomand the girl who once dreamed of leaving it. Responsibility found me early,sat heavy on my shoulderslike...

Between Duty and Dream

I live somewhere between duty and danger, between the woman who steadies the roomand the girl who once dreamed of leaving it. Responsibility found me early,sat heavy on my shoulderslike...

The Girl I Grew Into

Nobody could see the storm I hid Beneath thin arms and shaking steps. The skinny girl with the funny walk, Thick lenses framing eyes That rarely met another’s. My tongue...

The Girl I Grew Into

Nobody could see the storm I hid Beneath thin arms and shaking steps. The skinny girl with the funny walk, Thick lenses framing eyes That rarely met another’s. My tongue...

Burn it Down

Don’t test me. I said what I said, And I earned my seat at every damn table You tried to keep from me. See, I walked in with degrees And...

Burn it Down

Don’t test me. I said what I said, And I earned my seat at every damn table You tried to keep from me. See, I walked in with degrees And...

Cowardly Lion

My heart aches, Somber and still, For all my sisters Who were misunderstood, Mistreated, Unlived, By those sworn to serve And by those handpicked To love. How many times Must...

Cowardly Lion

My heart aches, Somber and still, For all my sisters Who were misunderstood, Mistreated, Unlived, By those sworn to serve And by those handpicked To love. How many times Must...

More Than Flowers

I have always felt that flowers, Though pretty, never quite tell the truth. They are plucked from their own beginnings, Roots severed, petals destined to wilt For the sake of...

More Than Flowers

I have always felt that flowers, Though pretty, never quite tell the truth. They are plucked from their own beginnings, Roots severed, petals destined to wilt For the sake of...