Poetry

A Poem
A Poem
I wrote this poem in the dark early morning hours one winter morning in 2023 while still in bed in the back house apartment that I rented in Lubbock. One... Read more...
Ten Years Out
Ten Years Out
Ten years out of the military, and I hadn’t even thought of it until just yesterday. Proud to say today that I exist in my own sense of peace. Not... Read more...
A Short Poem About Rain
A Short Poem About Rain
Hello, friends. I hope you’re doing well. I wrote a short poem about rain that I want to share with you. Being a native Midwesterner who has lived in West... Read more...
Things My Neighbors Gave Me That Outlasted the Pandemic
Things My Neighbors Gave Me That Outlasted the Pandemic
a 30-ounce bottle of Kirkland Signature sea salt a box of two hundred 13-ounce kitchen trash bags bags of Pasta Garofalo en bulk a belief that the human survival instinct... Read more...
Metamorphosis
Metamorphosis
Good morning, friends! Yesterday was International Women’s Day. In the past I’ve been pretty good at taking note of such events, doing something to mark the significance. More so when... Read more...
Home is a Place
Home is a Place
I wrote the poem below in early 2020, before the pandemic hit. I was sitting in my car outside a laundromat in Lubbock, Texas, waiting for my clothes to finish... Read more...
The Beauty of Silence
The Beauty of Silence
I left social media in July 2020. I wrote the following poem in December 2021. Now, as I reluctantly debate (with myself) returning to the social platforms “for the sake... Read more...