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July 14, 2017

All the Stars in Utah

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Last month my husband  and I and three friends headed to Utah for a glorious nine-day vacation. We spent every day hiking, either in Zion National Park or Bryce Canyon National Park or on various other local trails. It was amazing and glorious and everyone should go there.

Observation Point, Zion National Park


Kanarra Creek Canyon


On our last night there we finally hit the outdoor hot tub. With temps soaring over 100 degrees F every day it didn’t cool down enough to get into the hot tub till very late. But our last night in Utah, close to 11pm, we finally shut off all the lights inside and hopped in. As soon as our eyes adjusted I regretted not going in earlier in the week. The night sky was lit up with more stars than I have ever seen. I saw the Milky Way, I saw shooting stars, I saw so many stars they began to grow fuzzy. It was amazing. Of course I wrote a poem about it.

All the Stars in Utah

We went outside late, the air finally

cool enough to not feel like thick tar

in our lungs. We shut

off all the lights, let our eyes adjust

to the dark, watched the night sky erupt

with more stars than I’ve ever seen.

The longer we stayed the more

the sky exploded till the only

constellation we could find

in the mass of stars

was the Big Dipper, the Milky Way

visible, a wash of stars 

against the black.


Home from our vacation

the night sky has returned

to normal, average. I paint

my nails black, add a layer

of silver sparkle over it. Imagine

it’s the stars we saw

in Utah.

Stars caught in my nail polish

June 6, 2017


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Aloha from Hawaii! I’m here in Honolulu for work; in fact, for the next six months I’ll be spending half of my time on this Pacific island. While here I’ll be working a lot, but I also plan on exploring a bit. I’ve been to Hawaii many times, so I’ve done all the typical tourist things but given I’m here for an extended period I want to explore beyond the typical. That means seeking out new and interesting things that the usual tourist wouldn’t see. It also means seeking poetry and writing in a new place. I have no idea what the Honolulu poetry scene is like but I intend to find out.

I’ve only just begun exploring, but here are a few pictures from my first few days in Hawaii.

Pink plumeria, outside my office


Early morning surfer


the clouds “ruined” this picture


And lest you think this post is only about Hawaii and not about poetry, here’s a new video of me performing my poem, Sometimes, at LaTiDo DC last month.

Last week was the week-long residency for my MFA program. I spent a week living poetry: reading, writing, breathing, eating, and drinking poetry. Talking and writing and laughing and staying up waaaaay too late several nights in a row – four hours of sleep is enough, right? Okay, no, it decidedly wasn’t. But with a lot of coffee I got through it. And as usual, I came home equally exhausted and exhilarated. I’ve got a bunch of edits to do on my poems that were workshopped and I’ve got a whole list of new poets to read. I’m pumped about my writing and about pushing it forward, pushing it harder.

Once home on Sunday I unpacked, did laundry, walked the dog, and then finally sat down at my computer to read the emails I’d been neglecting all week. (What can I say, residency week is a bit consuming.) One of the emails was the announcement of the Deranged, A Picaroon Poetry Anthology, which features two of my poems, is now available for purchase!



This anthology features poems that are rule-breaking, gender non-conforming, and highlight women in the arts. I’m so pleased to have my poems alongside so many amazing poets. You can read more about the anthology here and you can order your copy here.


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May 19, 2017

Drag Queens & Poetry

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Last Monday I performed with LaTiDo – my second poetry reading with them this year. (Read all about the first one here.) Once again it was an amazing night of singing and poetry. And drag queens. Yes, you read that right, this time LaTiDo had drag queens perform. Let me tell you, I love drag queens. What’s not to love?! Make-up, big hair, big heels, and big personalities.

That night held more surprises though. Congresswoman Maxine Waters was there and took the mic to share a few words!


After the show ended the drag queens were kind enough to pose for a picture with me.

Just a girl and her chapbook and drag queens!


But that’s not all — I’ve also got three new poems in Queen of Cups, read them here! I’m very excited to have my poems featured here but I’m also sad that Queen of Cups is ending, I’ve enjoyed getting it delivered to my inbox each week and discovering new poems and poets this way.



May 2, 2017

It’s Over

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April was National Poetry Month and it proved to be an exciting and surprising and wretched month for me.

Many poets will take the 30/30 challenge – writing a poem a day for every day in April. I didn’t set out to do this but I ended up writing 39 poems in April which was really surprising. I attended several poetry workshops, including the one I lead for Split This Rock, and I went to the Barrelhouse one-day literary conference. All of these things helped push me to write a lot this month.

I participated in several events for Thou Art, the book of identity poems that are paired with original drawings – you can still order your copy but hurry, quantities are limited! I was also the resident poet for Arlington library’s The Poet Is In which meant I hung out at the library and wrote poems on the spot for people.


Several close friends of mine got amazing publishing news – my friend Kristin Ryan’s poem, Morning, With Bandages, won the Jabberwock Review’s 2017 Nancy D. Hargrove Editors’ prize for poetry. My friend Hannah Cohen’s chapbook, Bad Anatomy, was accepted for publication by Glass Poetry Press. And I was so fantastically excited for them. I’m a firm believer in supporting other poets and these are two women I admire and whose poems I love.

But then the wretched part: I received more rejections in April than I have in any other month. EVER. One day I received three rejections. On a Monday. *sigh* Yeah, it was a bad day. =( I know that rejections are part of the process. And without rejections there wouldn’t be acceptances, this is how it goes. But damn, I got only one acceptance, and that was of a previously published poem. Which I’m happy about but it would have been nice to have one new poem accepted.

So April is gone and now it’s May. It’s time to send new poems out and hopefully this month, a few more will get accepted.