Daily Archives: November 3, 2020

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. – Dante this poem is a perfect storm waiting. debating. grating on tired skin. she’s in a mood, brewed too strong and too weak to find herself in any-thing but ink.  she thinks. she dreams. she screams in sunlight and … Continue reading →

(for Abigail Joy)  we like to say you were planned but not scheduled. we wanted two, and you came just 16 months after your bro.  for 5 years or so, we didn’t know what we would do.  but you knew. all girlie-giggle smiles and unexpected Joy.  Written for … Continue reading →