“I’m too busy.” Sound familiar? It seems everyone I talk to these days is feverish, busy stuffing their lives with things to do, saying yes, yes to every next challenge, to every next opportunity.  You know what I’m talking about, don’t you? And the subliminal messaging. One that makes you feel guilty and anxious for ...

March 25th, 2008. 3:45 pm “This should work for your assignment for this week.” Nigel sets down the photograph and looks across the desk at his student. The 17-year-old slouches and fidgets. His fingers tangle in a set of headphones. “Where did you find the model?”  “I mean…” Nathan hesitates. “I just had my camera ...

Trigger Warning: Child Abuse I have sent my own story submission to an upcoming book series focused on helping other abuse survivors. I felt the need to capture the images in poetic form. What you are about to read is the poem birthed from that effort.

Ten months of covid, restrictions, and denial of access to basic medical care are taking a toll. Those with disabilities and chronic illnesses are falling through the cracks. This poem is a raw account of what that feels like.

I long for you in the shadows dream of you at night   Wonder what you’re thinking and if your day is alright   I long to snuggle up with you and keep you warm at night   Long to be your coffee cups that kiss your lips just right   Or replace that shiny ...

Trigger Warning: Suicide, Rape   Johnathan couldn’t take his eyes off his wife. He loved to see her sleep, but this wasn’t sleep. Denise’s beautiful, pale skin had taken on the gray hue of decay. The softness of her face was destroyed by pulls, tears, and stitches. It took a lot to close the hole ...