If you are a Canadian reader of poetry chances are good that you know and admire Lorna Crozier. If you are everybody else in the world, you’ve probably never heard of her. 342 more words
3 months ago
Despite the fact that I regularly share about what I read here, something you might not know about me is that I also read a fair bit of poetry. 370 more words
4 months ago
Is hope to be found;
in things I buy underground.
From plants and pills;
my world spills;
into the next.
Until nothing beats
inside my chest.
4 months, 1 week ago
You’re my eyes when I can’t see;
the destructive life I tend to lead.
Drugs or drink.
Sex, love, or how I think. 17 more words
5 months, 3 weeks ago
So, I missed a week. But good things were happening. I had a Cover Reveal for my new book. If you haven’t seen it, you should check it out. 90 more words
6 months, 2 weeks ago
7 months, 1 week ago
I actually wrote this a few years ago, but it’s still one of my favorites.