Apr 18, 2021
Matriarchy, Please.
My father texts me asking “Do you know what red clothing hanging in the trees mean?” I respond “Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women who...
Jan 26, 2020
day in the life
Today my friends ( /business partners ) and I cooked Sunday brunch at our cafe/bakery/bulk grocery store which we run out of an old...
Jan 26, 2020
Coho
There is climbing ivy deep emerald green with splayed and hopeful veins pressed into each leaf creeping t’wards my books. In the fall,...
Jan 20, 2020
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I once loved a man over twice my age who would look into my eyes and say he saw everything he needed. He called me a Woman, a Queen, an...
Jan 20, 2020
january
I finish my night shift and walk outside into the mist of melting snow and a clear sky. The morning is quiet as they usually are but...
Jan 18, 2020
response to: our water
I should know better than what? Is there such a thing as to know better than these cedars, these shores, these vast beaches that hold...
Jan 18, 2020
Where
Why am I out here? In a ramshackle shack with no running water and gaping gaps I cannot see where the rats get in. Why am I out here? ...
Jan 18, 2020
Capricorn
As a Capricorn I am too hard on myself, lingering always on my shortcomings or the goals I’ve envisioned and let fall by the wayside. ...
Jan 18, 2020
our water
I wasn’t aware that I hadn’t mentioned in a plain and straightforward way how we haven’t had running water in eleven months. In the...
Oct 6, 2018
Wild Ones
Way up north where the trees hang heavy, dripping and covered in moss, live the wild ones in a wild land - oh if their homes could...
