Journal: “Alder”

My name pouring out of your mouth is berries on the vine and barnwood in the sun; three syllables ricocheting like bird shot in my rib cage and leaving me aching for the taste of your smoking temper. Charred apple and alder and maple love-letters from your bottom lip to mine, gentle as creek waterContinue reading “Journal: “Alder””

Journal: “Sunlight on a Stranger’s Skin”

“I want to be sunlight on a stranger’s skin, the same way my mother’s voice gently coaxes them awake during a parking lot conversation. She is a brass compass in a dark wood and the familiar grain of a kitchen floor under a messy breakfast table. Her heartbeats are the grandfather clock you hear downContinue reading “Journal: “Sunlight on a Stranger’s Skin””

Bookish Habits: Post-it Notes

NOTE OF CAUTION: I’m about to really upset some of you in this post but I’m just going to say it, up front, and warn you: I write in ALL my books. Yes, all of them. Doesn’t matter if it’s fiction, poetry, non-fiction, a Bible study, or a cook book. I write. Inside. Them. All.Continue reading “Bookish Habits: Post-it Notes”