On a Swan's Wing

Contraband Marginalia

On the Vine

Things We Lost When Dad Died

"My father died so unexpectedly that a panicked part of my brain froze, thinking it was still August for months afterward. I caught myself incorrectly dating documents until a new calendar year shook me loose."

Born to Run

A guide to people you might encounter at a funeral, in the voice of a birding guide, with some autobiographical inspiration. 

The Essential Guide to Types of People at a Funeral

"Herding Chickens" is a poem about our baby alpaca who likes to chase the hens around the pasture.

"Herding Chickens"

Intuitive Navigation

"I envision vines cascading toward my desk, a dusting of potting soil to sweep away each morning as I sit down to work. I wonder which kind of plant grows best upside-down. The sky planter, made from recycled plastic, was a gift from my husband,"

Phototropism

Sick Days

The Homestead After Dark

Hey, Book Lady

absolute reality: escapism in ‘the haunting of hill house’

Robotic Bees Don't Say Ope

Succession

Spinning On a Prayer

Theo, Stuck in Twine

Noxious Weeds

On a sunny September morning, the first alpaca cria born on our little farm arrived in the time it took me to change my baby’s diaper.

Hope Pronks

Best of the Net Nominee, 2023
"Tiny hands reach out to grasp my fingertip. Their touch is like a whisper, light but vital. Gently, I lift the bee from my toddler’s wrist. Her screaming subsides, fear vanishing into wonder in an instant."

Kasey Butcher Santana

Selected work