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
I can’t wait to share this with you. … More Issue 1 of roam is here!
A poem that I had published a while ago. Enjoy! … More Poem: swallowing sounds like boiling water
Something new I’ve been noodling about how I deal with trauma. … More Poem: Chirality, or, I asymmetrically create my body against genetics
I am still learning, and living, and loving, and, more often than not, coping. … More On poetry, or, a story of how I fell in love with myself again
He couldn’t remember a time before wind. Always, it had followed him. Through his childhood, adolescence, adulthood. The windlings were a race of people born from the very air itself, created from the swirling rage of the gods thousands of years ago. … More The Illusion Conundrum, Part V: Excerpt #2
I am going to make 2019 into my own personal garden. … More 2019: New year, same Liz . . . sort of
I don’t have much to report, other than I’m closing in on the end of Part I of the book. … More Checking in!
I’m adding to my pile of good things. … More Liz Writes… with a community
Here’s a short excerpt from the first scene of the revised version of my WIP. … More The Illusion Conundrum, Part IV: Excerpt