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On Moving

on moving

Excerpt from, “A Way of Life,” What Binds Us (Finishing Line Press 2017).

After my family’s stint with the flu, and the stirrings of warmer weather, I am toying with the idea of posting images twice a month. This past Sunday there was really no good reason I put off on posting. Yes, my brain was extra rusty after the flu. Yes, March Madness was a great diversion on our last day of quarantine. Yes, I spent my spare time on Saturday writing. Yes. Yes. Yes. I’m doing my best on keeping consistent and I’m training for my own personal deadlines. So far a B-. If my grade doesn’t improve then I will readjust my goals. So nice to be both student and teacher.

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On Stopping Time

on stopping time

Excerpt from, “You or I,” What Binds Us (Finishing Line Press 2017).

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On Priority

priority

Excerpt from, “Pupa,” What Binds Us (Finishing Line Press 2017).

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On Knowing

as if we know

Excerpt from, “As If We Know,” What Binds Us (Finishing Line Press 2017).

Sometimes a post has to be a day late. Happy Sunday. On second thought, I think I’ll loosen my constraints and commit to posting either Saturday or Sunday from here on out. Yes, that feels much better.

Journalism was never a viable path for me as a writer for one reason: constant deadlines. I’m sure I could have been taught many valuable lessons on the art of the deadline but it would have been up hill the whole time. I’m just not wired that way. My wiring is more the lone poet in the woods feeling for where the heartbeat of our world intertwines with the heartbeat of the universe. Sappy, I know. But true. We do exist. Though someone may not know I’m wired this way upon our meeting. I have three children and live in a bustling city. Luckily I’m able to find my need to simply flow with the world even in the confines of so much structure. I suppose I chose family over a demanding career because something had to give. Even if it is merely an illusion that I have the freedom of the wandering poet, I’m able to keep this side of me thriving. I do make the rules in my house after all.

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On Ailment

By |February 19th, 2017|little wins, On..., win at life|0 Comments

as if we know
Excerpt from “As If We Know,” What Binds Us (Finishing Line Press 2017).

This is the second final version of this visual blog post. Originally, the quote had one more line at the end. I wanted the line because it told my story a little more, which works in the poem as a whole, but as an individual quote, the last line was over-the-top. A little too much directing. Now every time I read this snippet, I focus on a different word in the list. Each word takes me through various memories, some of them visual, all of them clenching. I decided to end on the one word that tightens my chest the most.

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On Domesticity

By |February 12th, 2017|little wins, On..., win at life|0 Comments

you got this

Excerpt from, Anything That Happens, my memoir-in-progress.

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