“I have one favor to ask. Just one. Please?” We were standing by the river’s edge, waiting for a small barge to take us across to Camp Westwind, where we planned to spend the weekend in rustic cabins without internet or cell service with a hundred strangers – all families of children in our kids’ … Continue reading Punctuation


Some nights, you set up the telescope. Tonight, we lie on the blanket instead. “Cygnus. Cepheus. Cassiopeia.” Your arm follows the sweep of the sky, like a caress. Four inches from your hip and light years away, I hardly dare to breathe.


Do you see it? That red glow, low and clinging to the horizon, unnerving in its ambiguity. Even the stars recoil. Oil and water, earth and sky— I cannot reconcile them, Embattled as they are— Ardent and unmanned. And so my children learn their place: asymmetrical, the scales of power. Were you about to argue? … Continue reading Discord


It hits me sometimes, out of the blue, that even the sky catches fire sometimes, that even these hills are not immune to change. The skip of a stone, a rippled pool; the beauty that is you. This week's submission brought to you by the yeah write poetry slam, where I learned all about nonets.