AIB Storytelling Special

Hey, world.In January, the Atlanta Interfaith Broadcasters did a special on storytelling, of which I was proud to be a part. Click here to watch it.  (I’m the last teller, so you have to skip to the end if you’re looking for red hair and heavy make-up...

Poem, 9/29/14

conflagration of crowsatop a tall treecalling out a message,indiscernablemove forwarddon’t fall in therivergo homebake breadrain’s a-comin’sorrow awaitsbake bread anywaycrows knowbut they’re mocking advice,ersatz consolationfor a real...

Poem, 10/3/14

She was made for a life in bed.Often she thought, she’d missed her callingas a prostituteor consumptive.Dying slowly over years,a public thing.Where friends and voyeurswould come and visit,sit vigil beside her bed.Or, in the case of the professional...
Up On the Watershed

Up On the Watershed

Recently I had the good fortune to go see the Indigo Girls for about the fourth or fifth time in my life.  Their music is so timeless, so moving, so…everything.  The poetry of their music just inspires me to want to writewritewrite and singsingsing. One of my...