Academy of American Poets Prize, 2019"I Find a Child"My brother returns when I see the humble bow of the infant’s head, the plumage dove-like in color and softness, fanning over him. He looks like a mutilated bird a woman might choose to throw away. poetry
Rogue Agent, 2021"The Body is a House of Memory"I shiver like a curtain giving away the child it hides. You have your games, the thought of you running in and out of me as if I am just rooms.poetry
Luna Luna Magazine, 2021"Helping My Lover Prune Thyme," "Body Farm," and "First Memory: of Small"from "Body Farm" The corpse is a reaction to a word spoken outside the frame. The future is still happening, it just isn’t being noticed. poetry