Writing until you reach an ending that squeezes out tears

Finding an ending for poems for me is hard. Sometimes I want to end it as if I’m right there with you, like stage direction. I rip open my heart and plant her. but that doesn’t leave the space the imagination or savory-ness for the reader poems are meant to be savored, flavored, dare I…

Visiting, Returning, Renewing…

Returning to Hamline after graduation. Renewing my craft to get published! Dream it Own it!