Milky Way Too Dramatic
The poem you’re about to read sucks. But don’t worry, I rewrote it. Look, I forgive my 14-year-old self for
Singer-Songwriter
The poem you’re about to read sucks. But don’t worry, I rewrote it. Look, I forgive my 14-year-old self for
I was looking through old files (as per usual) and found this little gem of a villanelle, or what you’d
Continue readingYou’re So Vain, You Probably Think This Poem is About You
In my magazine editing class from Fall 2010, we had to write four articles, one of which was called a
Since my first set of childhood photos went over so well, I’ve decided to use another photo from the batch
I need a legitimate break, none of this three-day-weekend business. What I need is a full-on breather. Oh, and to
When Kendelyn asked me to be her maid of honor, she made it clear: “I think you’ll write the best
Continue readingMOH than a Feeling…or How to Write a Maid of Honor Speech, sort of
I don’t have much to say tonight, so I’ll leave you with the below poem. It was originally written on
MOH money, MOH problems. What, what. So sorry to the people who await my (usually) weekly writings. When I say
Some of my older poetry—the poetry before I ever became an undergrad then a grad—is often inspired by songs or
Moments as quick as shoulder shrugs. The hurt, something longer—like a hug. The bad, the awful, cuts deep, but my