Poems just feel good. To write and read, to give and receive. I asked friends if they would like to receive a poem written by me. I...

I used the toddler step to wash my hands, time to eat Near the tippy top You can reach it, don’t stop The boards worn now Red, blue,...

I look back at her unsuspecting face So busy A buzzing bee Tending her garden Spreading pollen To help everything grow Except herself So...

We are cracked and caked. We beam outward like the sun. We are intertwined and woven. We bend and are not broken. We curl up when it is...

Squish me like a lump of clay Deflate me like a balloon Break me like a weed in a storm This life has torn me up and spit me out And I...