Disco Kitchen Mag, 2024Salt Shaker"Cylinder slides in sausage fingers; I wait on you every meal. From lead to feather I lessen my load— There is not a lump I will conceal."poetrysalt
The Bitchin’ Kitsch, 2024When We Were MadeWhen we were made from clay, Our lax bodies shrines to something greater, Some ancestors' tissues held velvety: Smooth, soft, like wet earth and silk. The B’K Vol. 15, Issue 3poetrydisabilityancestorsCreationdisability pride
THE EYRE, 2024constellation tattoo"Instead I asked if ever you had tracked / How many twinkling stars litter the sky / While knowing dawn will come before the fact" p. 20poetrylovepoemstarssonnet stargazingShakespearean sonnet
THE EYRE, 2024green thumb"When we met in the woods, / You did not shake my hand." p. 19poetryloveoutdoorspoemdirtPNW