Peace to your memories

A benediction

Two poems, grieving

The other day I told my partner I didn’t think I was a poet anymore—I thought maybe that was just for a time and now it was time to do something new. And he said, what are you talking about, you wrote a poem yesterday. And I had.

We are trying to save each other’s lives

Today, as every day Jessica Kantrowitz Today, as every day we are crying out in pain we are reaching out in desperate love we are suffering in loneliness we are trying to find each other Today, as every day we feel ill-prepared and ill-equipped we are trying to find resources

Let your heart rest

An essay on body wisdom

The fall of the sparrow

A poem of grief

Two quick notes

Hi friends! Just wanted to pop in to say two things: One, I forgot to share here that I had a guest post up on my friend D.L. Mayfield’s Substack last week about deconstructing through poetry. I’d love if you check it out, and give D.L.

Two poems for M

or, reclaiming the sacred

Three poems for my younger selves

And maybe for yours

Note to self

(I wrote us a poem)

A seat at the table

(Come and eat)