January 14th would have been my dad’s 74th birthday. I hope he has an afterlife of all his favorite music. This is a poem about the things he left behind.
Category Archives: First Drafts
Flowers and Butterflies, A Rainbow Lives Beside It
A first draft poem on the fates of promises.
The Way We Pay
I’m working on a short story called The Way We Pay. It’s about the weeks leading up to a tween girl deciding that she wants to become a writer.
Letters to Writers
I’m trying to be a writer.
Clear Mind Lacking Ceremony
Pining for love and finding it.
wonder woman
Processing the intersection.
Whistling Calls The Devil
Short story drafting.
To Yardstick
A poem about schooling.
Rain down, justice.
Resources for Educators
Anti-Racism, Diversity, Equity and Inclusion