Another from my love, sex and relationships series that I really, really need to name already, don’t I? Though our relationships with some may not last long, they still leave an impression. Continue reading Prose Poem: Radar Blip
A poem with teeth from my love, sex and relationships series, “Mein Führer” explores a twisted kind of love. Continue reading Prose Poem: Mein Führer
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There are few poets more important to me than Adrienne Rich. Her words found me in a community college “Women’s Literature” course. I didn’t know exactly what was going to be covered in that course; I just loved literature and women’s writing and thought I would enjoy it. It turned out to be the course that would guide my studies and shape the course of my life. Adrienne Rich spoke to me in ways I didn’t know existed, about ideas I didn’t know belonged to anyone else. It was largely the life and poetry of Rich and women like her that motivated me to apply to the creative writing program at Bowling Green State University with a minor in Women, Gender and Sexuality Studies Continue reading Poetry: Adrienne Dies
This poem was written during our trip to the Upper Peninsula this year. There’s something about writing poetry in the early hours before anyone else is awake. It’s a ritual I often undertake when traveling, usually in our hotel room, as I watch the sun rise and listen for the world to wake. I don’t know if it will be part of my series on love, sex and relationships, but it’s one of those rare gems that came out almost whole with little need for edits. The kind that makes you wonder if muses actually exist. Continue reading Poem: The Black Arts
Another poem from my love, sex and relationship series. Like “First Girl,” this one has some teeth. Not your typical love poem. Continue reading Prose Poem: Pan, Peter Pan.
