Mountains don’t need anchors.
All poetry is a form of hope.
–Dean Young, “Small Craft Talk Warning”
I am doing and becoming new things. Things have been a little manic and unkempt and … I’ve been a bit sad. A bit down, just with everything going on in the world and everything going on personally. I might talk about it here at some point, but for now, I’ll leave it at that. … More so I’ve been thinking
This piece was published in 2013 in Burningword Literary Journal. I have it linked on my Poetry page, but it looks like you need an account on that website to see this now. So, here you go! On the commute homethe clouds form a tableatop four grain silos,each grand, different. It reminds me of you. … More Poem: Farmland
Here’s to more reading, more writing, more poetry, and more love in 2020. A toast for the new year and new things that will bring me joy. … More Liz Writes [or Does] Things: End-of-year post
