Poems

“A poet is someone who stands outside in the rain and hopes to be struck by lightning.”

-James Dickey

A piece on the space between an independent nature and a state of desolation.

On My Own Little Island

Finding a place I can call home.

Iowa

The relationship between a lonely tree and a bruised apple which she birthed.

Mother

An observation of what goes unnoticed.

When it Rains

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