The Feed

When the movers load the last box onto the truck and you are left at the edge of it all, stand in your empty apartment and sing. Let the...

My therapist said Where would you like to start? I thought to myself, where does one begin? We could start with how beautiful it all is,...

Tell me what you believe. Don’t stop with the words passed down like worn clothes, words you’ve you’ve swallowed and absorbed like melted...

I’d like to buy a fig tree for the living room, a cardigan for the plane, new prints for the walls We’ve talked about buying herbs for...

There’s enough time for one more kiss for caramelized onions on low heat, for handwritten I’m just thinking of you cards. There’s enough...

People say How are you doing and I tell them about the cracks in my calendar, about the dog at the window, about you and your desk with...

with the daughter in the bucket hat and the son hanging off your leg, you deserve a medal. You deserve days off and jewels in your crown....

I am hungry, famished really for a brush with the Divine. I’d take a strong wind, a colorful dream or the feeling of gravity that comes...

All I want to do is to go to the beach and write poetry. Is that too much to ask? When did adulting become a full-time gig? When did the...

Sometimes I wish I was the fig tree. No fruit here, just soaking up the sun growing roots, turning green, stretching out my branches...

What if I turned my face up towards the sun and said yes please to whipped cream and kept watching when netflix asked and pulled out a...

I’m on my way I’m catching a cab I’m en route to my favorite book store to the French bakery to the corner where we meet to holidays at...

I can get no sleep fill my schedule to the brim push my body too hard hold open the door for anxiety forget to say nice things to myself...

It’s the second week of January and I haven’t offered an eloquent prayer this week. I haven’t written a poem that moves me as immediately...

Maybe the best part about having adults that love you is the way they bring you soup when you get your appendix out or the way they check...

My to-do list crawled into bed with me. Before the sun rose, before the dog was fed, before the coffee was brewed, before the alarm went...

Do you think the River, as she travels, says hello to every rock and tree? Do you think she small-talks with the fish, fussing over how...

I forgot how to say the words “I want” out loud. I swallowed them whole sometime in the seventh grade which is the general age that girls...

This morning I opened the window. It was arguably too cold for that kind of reckless window opening, but I couldn’t help it. Winter is so...

The last time I cried was in a dimly lit bar tables scattered merely 20 in attendance. The music man at the mic said raise a glass Let’s...