One thing I want to improve is posting when I have work published elsewhere. Of course, you can always check out the Published tab. By highlighting new work in these posts, I want to provide direct access, additional insight into my writing process, and an open discussion forum! I wrote this newest piece, Cowboy Coffee … More New poem published!
Here is a piece I wrote for The Dust Magazine urging those in the guiding and recreation industries to use this moment to examine our injust power structures and create a new paradigm. Now is the time.
These poems have been percolating for months, and bubbled over in January. Though I initially wrote them as stand-alone pieces, I decided to publish them in conjunction. I hope they pierce your winter ice crystals with the brilliance of cold sunlight. Thin Skin Don’t tell me my skin should be thicker, my tears should be … More Winter Triptych
A pendulum swings bisecting my being not vertically as expected, which would allow disparate halves to swirl, spinning into spirit: a rainbow sparkle. But instead it slices air above my calves and though it never touches I am unable to move. It begs my apology for the intertwining droves that I summon with my life. … More And Then I Walk
I have no use for metaphors anymore. I no longer cloak my words. My life is not a river. My trials are not a rapid, not some menial rubber to be pulled off rock. My life is tactile; my life is my own. My trials have names. My trials have court documents. My trials have … More No more metaphors.
I deconstructed another life of my own. Restoration fills with no force to rush. I roll your name through the secrets of my tongue wondering how mine will wave across yours again. Creases persist though crumples no longer exist: a gentle reminder of what yet will be deconstructed.
I won today in the way we almost never do. I won today in the way I desperately needed to.
This is the second in a collaborative three-part series called “River Windows” with Jasmine Wilhelm. You can read part one of the triptych, called “Tools,” here. Necessities He takes me to the desert where the sky is bright and clean and while he holds me he whispers of alpine snow and winter green. Once more … More “Necessities”
One component of my graduate program in the Department of Watershed Sciences at Utah State University is to present at our annual graduate student symposium. The goal of this symposium is to present our research questions and preliminary work and solicit feedback from our interdisciplinary department. If you happen to be in Logan, Utah on April … More State of the sediment: symposium season