Middle of July: birthday, small trips, moving on

I’ll be making home in a new place, so far from where I’ve been. I’m nervous but excited for what’s ahead. There’s not much to say about it yet, but I know the words will come.

Summer Solstice

Summer is my favorite season. July 8th is my birthday. I have plenty of time until school begins. Today, I made an inventory of all the things that felt like summer. I like to think my best writing comes when the sun is brightest. I’m nostalgic for my childhood days on the porch, sun teaContinue reading “Summer Solstice”

Emily Dickinson Cento

Today I flipped through a pocket-sized Dickinson book and decided to put some lines together with the petals from a dying bouquet. Dickinson was one of my first poetry loves. I found her in a bin of children’s poetry books at my elementary school. It was a simple, illustrated book; I never forgot it (butContinue reading “Emily Dickinson Cento”