Since we've been back in Texas we have been busy as ever! So much to do here, I really do love living in Austin. For Halloween we dressed up as Daria and Jane and went to the Mohawk to see Locust. Austin came with us dressed as link (again). It was an amazing show and … Continue reading November 9, 2019
October 29, 2019
Well we made it back to Texas. The band's van broke down in Colorado so Krista and Chris packed into my car with Justin and I and we headed for home. Alex says his dad has a way to tow it back down and him and Nick stayed in Colorado until their flight back. Meanwhile, … Continue reading October 29, 2019
October 23, 2019
What a trip. Justin and I are currently sitting at a coffee shop off of Main st. in Springfield, Oregon called Washburne. Drinking a cup of green tea that came with a cute little pale blue teapot full. Currently, we're reflecting on the events happening last night up until now. The tour was going pretty … Continue reading October 23, 2019
October 7, 2019
It's been an amazing and exhausting few days! Thanks to some great friends and a little bit of luck, I was gifted an ACL Saturday wristband so I could see Metric and The Cure. THEN another friend of mine messaged me that she had an extra VIP band for the VRBO stage Metric was headlining … Continue reading October 7, 2019
Accountability (a resurfaced poem)
Squint to reexamine dirt under stained yellow nail bedsForce open examiners to reassess the stained yellow photograph of someone I thought, Me-Brush the dirt off of my body and bed and hoping to reassessors they look pretty and clean. All of this, PostLate night wandering,ginger, and middle shelf whiskeyThat slowly swallowed me wholly as water shouldPreLust for … Continue reading Accountability (a resurfaced poem)
September 30, 2019
It's Monday. I'm at work but its so slow I've got my laptop open and I'm making edits to my poetry book for Waterfront Festival in November. A good second-mom friend of mine is helping me make the changes and print out copies for me to sell at the festival! This weekend went by way … Continue reading September 30, 2019
My Mother’s Hands
Work in progress To be lifted up to the sky, overcast. To be cradled in the warm sun. To be held at all angles, To have your skin gently washed in the kitchen sink on college street while teething on a blue towel, sucking out its juice. To be saved from drowning after missing a … Continue reading My Mother’s Hands
Caught Up
I recently asked for and received several poem ideas from friends that I intend to write out here for you soon, but I've been caught up in a few things. Most importantly, I've been physically sick, allergies turned into something else and I've been doing everything I can to feel better. I've napped and drank … Continue reading Caught Up
Fooling Ourselves
Unglued colour Misplaced heels Coming home Camera reels, Thread Pretty parents Pretty kids You'd never guess How they would live, Dead Love and laugh Choke and hate Growing crooked Playing straight, Red Killer whales Living bones Fresh wars Old stones, Bent Slave to substance Sworn to sorrow So much … Continue reading Fooling Ourselves
Worth
(A million things in one month that turned into a poem with some kind of sense, I think) When every day is worth Its weight in cigarettes and beer It's hard to hear the hope chest cracking open between your ears. It's easy to feel the abundance; Our shoulder-perched buckets fill quickly with every passing … Continue reading Worth
Intrinsic Significance 