Iffy Magic in the Ink!

I've been waiting until December 6th to announce the release of my poetry collection, Tangible Creatures . I chose my mom's birthday...

This month has been pretty tough, so I'd like to end it on a note as soft as silver seeds and starry wishes. Here's a partial sneak ...

Growing up, I believed in a Star Trek future. That humanity would one day overcome their flaws and build a kinder world. But now that glimme...

A poem found a home!   Night Roses   Night roses are better than day blossoms— unable to dazzle with petal frill and flush, sunlit...

  Sometimes it’s good to walk where the weeds grow taller than you and the fray of flowers belongs only to the bees.