Suffer Well

We arrange our days like careful furniture,paths cleared, corners cushioned, so our shins do not find the coffee table at … More

why run 200 miles

Why 200 Miles?

I’m not built for distance, yet the long miles call. Days off grid with pack and sky. Like life, doubt, a low point, one more step, small joys. Finish brings quiet peace, the knowledge I endured.

Swipe, Pray, Repeat

I used to walk into roomsand meet wonder without trying,first dates were laughter and easy light,keeping love was the lesson … More

What Stares Back

When my eyes meet the silvered pane,sometimes the face is foreign,other times a familiar ally offers a wry nod. I … More

Tics and Truth

Tics speak truths my voice won’t utter, a stuttered drum beneath my calm facade They ripple through my quiet moments, … More

poem for my mom

Cardinal in the Winter Light

Red at the window, a cardinal’s flare,her signature on frost-bright morning.She said messages sometimes fly in,and I’ve believed it ever … More

Almost Everything

Almost Everything The weight remains,tight in the chest,loud in the quietbetween what I hoped forand what has not yet come. … More

Fabric of Forever

When someone close to us dies,the world stutters.The light shifts.And though clocks keep ticking,nothing sounds the same. Even if we … More