Our Leader Seemed So Sure–On the Occasion of the Inauguration in America

Dear Lily June, I had thought about saying nothing. I had thought about putting this out into the universe in… Read more Our Leader Seemed So Sure–On the Occasion of the Inauguration in America

Golden Pesto–On the Occasion that You Get an Urge to Lick Your Walls

Dear Lily June, Though I’ve still been working on whittling down the collection of boxes and boxes of paper in… Read more Golden Pesto–On the Occasion that You Get an Urge to Lick Your Walls

Dear Lily June, To begin, a confession. A gracious, kind, patient woman of God has sent me an email, an… Read more Surrendering–On the Occasion that You Find Yourself in the Foxhole

Dear Lily June, I’ve never been particularly good at writing setting. I know how important it can be, not just… Read more See Dub Stuffs, Setting–On the Occasion that Indiana is a Tooth, Rotting at the Root

Dear Lily June, There was a little, living dream, born with a warm, wet heart that sounded, for a minute, as omnipresent as… Read more Home is Where You Hang Your White Flag–In Which We Sign Another Lease

Dear Lily June, Your mother is no photographer and is barely a poet. But there was something about the concept… Read more One Word Photo Challenge–In Which There Will Be Bokeh

Dear Lily June, Sacred in my mind is the person you first give your heart to. That is the person… Read more The Talk, Part 12 of 10,000–In Which You Never Forget your First

Dear Lily June, You were born in the year of the Owl. When I was pregnant with you, your dad… Read more Owl Always Be Tired–In Which We Talk Regression

Dear Lily June, I love your father. I truly do. But in some ways, because we’re both poets, our love… Read more Jambalaya Manifesto–In Which I Elaborate on a Lifelong Love Affair

Dear Lily June, As per my promise last week, I’ve written a poem based on my second prompt, an imitation… Read more Only the Fire-born–In Which I Do My Homework