My writing.

The Mountains Are Calling

The sun rises in the east, and sets in the west. Moss grows on the north side of a tree. Water flows downhill, in case you ever lose your compass. The above paragraph/poem is something I wrote down, memorized, from things I was told when I was younger. ( If […]

It’s Me, Pearl.

It’s Me, Pearl. An Ode to Janis Joplin It’s never me, it’s you, except that it’s always me, it has never not been me, it has never not been some glaring inadequacy of me, when at my best, it was me, unintentionally, making everyone else feel bad, about whatever they […]

Mr. Mercury

The other day someone shared this great quote from Freddie Mercury that really spoke to me. I’ve found several versions of the quote.         What that means […]

Midnight at the Starlight Deluxe

The Starlight Deluxe is an imaginary diner, there might be a real one somewhere, but this made-up one, is mine. For a while I dedicated a second webpage to it. In the last few days, it’s a place that’s on my mind quite a bit, one that I’ve drawn several […]

Maybelline Raven and The Wolf.

The year is 1762. Maybelline Raven is waiting patiently along the banks of the Mississippi River for the return of her husband so they may venture north, with their children. When the people of the village begin to perish after Maybelline is attacked, it is feared that a wolf is […]

Too, as in, Also…

fromΒ  ‘Gold Mine’ _____this true heart______________ I will write your name on every breath from now until forever, forget you never, know that I have not let go of this true heart. Forgiving you and him and them and everyone, everything, sing ever louder, stronger, taking claim of every wind […]

Real Myths

Real Myths. Tall, dark, long and lean, Arrows in the slipstream. Super sonic, sub atomic, Wet dream, Cross that man and taste the mean. Step outside, You ain’t comin’ back in, And you don’t mess around with Jim. Sharp blade. Well-played. The only reason that I stayed, Until they rolled […]

April is National Poetry Month

So, I am a poetess And I knowitess. April is National Poetry Month. Here is a link to poets.org, if you are interested, you can check that out. Rarely have I discussed my favorite poets. Some of that is because it has been very personal to me, and some of […]

Writer.

I am a writer.Β  I think, and believe, that if you are a writer, you were born a writer. William Burroughs once said of Jack Kerouac that Jack Kerouac was the definition of a writer, that is, that he was, one who writes. That is to say, that in some […]

An Unraveled Hem, Joan Didion

I’ve kept some kind of a notebook, or journal, since junior high. Thankfully, the majority of them have gone the way of the wind. I suppose that’s a nice way of saying that I destroyed them at one time or another. I recall erasing every word one January, in some […]

Gypsy

    Remember the “family vacation?” Not the high-end, modern, version so often depicted in television and films, matching luggage and airplanes, but the old-school, load everything in the car and driver there family vacation? Roadside rests, gas stations, fast food, or the deluxe meal at a chain restaurant, sleeping […]