What to Do When You're Afraid
When I was a kid, I was terrified of horror movies. I couldn’t watch them, couldn’t be in the same room if they were on. I was particularly scared of...
the foolishness of heartstuff
I have never met a person who was difficult to love. Yes, people can be difficult, but difficult to love? No. Love is easy. Love is simple. Love simply is,...
Things You Can Do
With the firing of Jimmy Kimmel, which is actual government censorship according to AP, here’s something you can do: put a letter in the mail to Disney....
Do the Thing
Lately, I have been reminded time and again—perhaps too many times at this point—that life is short. Sometimes, you can see the end barreling toward you....
Offerings for Ordinary Gods Cover
Darlings, the cover for my forthcoming poetry collection from CLASH Books is live! It’s up! It’s a real thing you can look at. And preorder. (Do that. Will...
On Poetry
Writing a poem is, honestly, often about vibes. No, really. How a poem makes a reader feel is the most important thing—although, exactly what those feelings...
Plans, Quirks, and Self-Work
I’m a person who loves plans, for a lot of reasons. For one things, it’s a security thing—I like to look at where I’m going, how I’ll get there, when I...
August Is Always Full of Ache
I lost someone close to me, this week. It was not unexpected, but impending grief does not eradicate that grief. Knowing about it beforehand—like the sword...
On the Subject of Sadness and Sweetness
Yesterday was the anniversary of the day my mom died. I hate—hate—using the word anniversary. Because those are supposed to be happy things. But there isn’t...
We Are All Stories, Too
Recently, I was talking to a friend about the things that hold us back, the ghosts from another life. The secrets laced into memory, the things we carry but...
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[KERMIT FLAIL] Who Wants a Poetry Collection?
Wellllll, I’ve got cool news! July 2026, I have a poetry collection coming out with CLASH Books! To say that I am hyped is an understand. I am a human Kermit...
I Will Keep It Safe
Yesterday, Andrea Gibson died. They were nothing short of brilliant—both as a poet and a person. And while I didn’t know them personally, their poetry has...
All I Know of Grief and Love
The heart circles back. It always does. Sometimes, slowly and sometimes not. But it does not stay rooted to one place, not really. Put like that, you could...
A Bird, a Plane, No--
Whew, boy. The everything sure is a lot, lately, innit? Sometimes, I pull cards, and the cards are like, “Baby, I know.” The vibe of the universe is...
The Heavy Things We Do Not Speak Of
Unsaid words can sometimes sit like stones, not in the stomach, but the heart. An unseen anvil that rattles with every breath. The other day, something small...
Plot Twists and Expectations
It’s easy to hold on to things too tightly because of feelings, be it deep love or fear. The natural inclination to hold tight to what has meaning to us—to...
Good Enough
Lately, everything feels like an indrawn breath. Things are poised. Moments are held. There is something just around the corner. Lately, it feels like...
Of Little Gestures and Lifeboats
Sometimes, lately, I’ve found myself frozen. There are things I should be doing—emails to send, messages to fling into the universe. Decisions and ordinary...
On Kindness
I, a person famously bad at asking for things, have had to ask people for things this week. And it has gone well. Like, I feel very lucky and grateful in a...
This Is Your Reminder to Breathe
I spent part of the morning reading over some old text messages I hadn’t looked at in years. It was an effort to explain myself to myself in a way that...