Almost Free

In the next few months, I am finally moving out of my childhood home, a place that has always been the source of very complicated and painful feelings for me. I haven't tried my hand at poetry for a long time, but this felt like a good time to try again.   This cage has … Continue reading Almost Free


Thunder in the distance, barely audible. So quiet I can pretend I don't hear it. Almost. I sit in my beach chair and the impending darkness feels as benign as the shade from a palm tree. Mostly. I wonder sometimes how much longer I can ride this rollercoaster. If perhaps a life of watching trains … Continue reading Thunder