Is it possible for me to still be me, to ever be me - have I ever been me? I am beginning to know you know, all my grandmothers. Hovering...

I lie near the headwaters of the stream flowing into the beaver pond above the house. There’s a tiny little turtle, like the ones you get...

This is an introduction to my first attempt at a middle grade novel. I'd love to hear what you think! Keffi, a human female who has just ...

Here's a short story about the beginning of a relationship, with a touch of fairy tale magic. Seafoam and Starlight Let’s play a game,” C...

I love momentum poems, those which read at speed and leave you breathless at the end. I hope you like this one! RIDING HUBBLE Crouching f...

Another from my collection of short stories produced for family and friends. QUETZAL Kari? Kari, where are you?” Aunt Muriel’s clipped vo...

From a small self-published book of poems written during my time in college, here is one about a girl I wish I could have been: TATTERDEM...

Here's a little story I wrote for collection which I self-published on Amazon for family and friends. I'd love to hear what you think! A ...