The Teeterboard

Walking by the playground Where my son used to play On endless afternoons. Sliding. Bucket on his head. Pretending He was the Artful Dodger...

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Attraction

A distance between belief and science? Are we enlightened? Are we sublime? What is extraordinary? This mermaid of scales and papier mâché...

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Leaving

I pull up to the stop sign Will I change my mind? I have done this before And returned once more I sit for a while and stare Remembering...

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Self-Care and the Art of Blending In

The word recovery has always frightened me when it came to my own mental health. How do I recover from something that is with me for the...

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Encounter

If you encounter my body, it will pretend. Shy smile to stutter, eyes flutter, descend. Online I am open. I spill until arid is slush. My...

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The Quickening

My favorite part of pregnancy was the idea of aliens inside me— limbs prodding beneath layers of muscles parted, tissues stacked tucking...

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Mama

I know you gave it all away Mama, I know this you don’t have to say it Mama, I know you wanted more, you left your past all by...

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Most Days

Most days I am not pretty- Too many things gone wrong to be pretty- Anything but pretty- I’m not a flower in your vase- I’m the one...

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