Tagged prose

flutter

e has a thing for indie tunes, so we were sitting in the hardwood floors in the low light of my living room and listening to her favorite arctic monkeys track. the cat snuggles into e’s arms; the flickering light of the vanilla candle wavers in his yellow eyes. it’s wednesday and we feel like…

temporary things; eternal moments

We were hurtling down rural New York back roads and admiring the sunset. It was the type of lilac and light rose that you rarely see. It had us enamored and we gazed through our open windows at the sky. As we turned around the bend, we rapidly approached the lake. “Pull over!” I yelled,…

the sun closes out another chapter

If you’ve ever rushed down country back roads in Upstate New York, with the lavender and cotton candy skies behind you, a small dog on your lap, and with your partner’s hand on the back of your neck, while a song that stirs up feelings of nostalgia plays on the radio, then you know what…

christmas eve

the winters wind in wakefield whispered in my ears as my best friend and i walked up and down the rocky beach. pink is my favorite color, so we picked up all the rose rocks we could find. we stood over the stones admiring their marbled complexions. the beach was empty– save for a lonely…

Support my upcoming book!

Today, I bought a typewriter– a teal Olivetti Studio45. I have been wanting a typewriter since I was a child, and today I fished out my wallet and purchased my newest baby. I raced home and couldn’t even make it inside before I started typing a faint ‘I am, I am, I am.’ The pitter patter of my heart began to flutter. With my newly acquired typewriter, I plan to create prints with card stock of my poetry. They’ll be small, 5×7 prints that you can frame. They’ll be dated and signed. Buy them in my Etsy shop here! You…