My poem, “Solstice through Aperture,” wins statewide poetry contest

(scroll down to watch/read) I am struggling with this blog post. I’ve been wanting to make an important announcement for more than a month now, but I wasn’t sure how to go about it. How do you announce you won an award without coming across as bragging? It’s kind of impossible. The truth is I…

Read More

Tidal Echoes 2020 edition makes for the perfect quarantine reading

Oh my gosh you guys, I don’t usually talk like a valley girl, but when I do it’s because I am immensely impressed. The latest edition to come out of University of Alaska Southeast, Tidal Echoes 2020 is the most stunning literary magazine I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. Leafing through the gorgeous prose…

Read More

Tidal Echoes virtually launches a new collection of literature & art

This year Tidal Echoes, founded by University of Alaska Southeast, virtually launched their annual showcase of literature and the art. For their first Author Poetry Reading, the magazine asked me to read my poem, “Letter to the Universe,” a poem for girls everywhere. Diane DeSloover also reads her poem about the first time she watched…

Read More

Now’s the time to make art

Everything happens in threes. Last fall my grandmother passed away. A month ago my husband’s father died. I always wondered who’s going to be the third? And then coronavirus happened. So much grief. We don’t know anyone personally who has passed from the coronavirus. We live in Juneau Alaska where so far only 10 people…

Read More

The Silver Lining of Being High Risk for COVID-19

I’ve always had asthma, starting at age four when I had to live an oxygen tent for a week, and more recently when I wound up in the emergency room with trouble breathing. Yes, I own an emergency inhaler and a nebulizer and I take asthma control medicine. Still, there have been times that none…

Read More

What the Rastafari Taught Me About Gratitude

With Thanksgiving approaching, I remember how the Rastafari taught me to give thanks.

Read More

Last Breath

El que niega la muerte, niega la vida.  (He who denies death, denies life.) — Octavio Paz Yesterday the last leaf fell from our maple tree as my grandmother succumbed to a long sleep. She is between worlds now, purring like a kitty cat. Fall catches us in a bed of vermillion and rust to…

Read More