Poetry is alive and well in the south, and that fills me with hope.

MORE poetry, you say 👀 Tonight kicked off the Hot Springs Poetry Festival with a reading from some amazing poets. I was truly blown away by the talent, and my creative well is overflowing from the sense of community. You can find two of my poems in the festival zine: “Pareidolia” and “Waxwing.”

Book mail! 🍁📙🍂 Excited to have a one-line haiku included in Issue 55 of Acorn

Seeing a lot of fee-based chapbook prizes extending deadlines this fall, and I’m hoping it’s because writers are choosing not to submit to pay-to-play publishers.

The Cave of Creatures and Famine

Happy Halloween 🎃 My office takes fun very seriously

Watching Over the Garden Wall and handing out candy to trick or treaters. The perfect Halloween.

Stepping out of SFF circles to submit to general magazines is wild. Was BCC-ed on an email to all accepted poets informing us that our poems will appear in the magazine. Which of the 3 poems I sent? 🤷‍♀️ Did they make sure it was still available? No.

The downside to reading a novel so good it rewires your brain is that the next five books you read will be terrible, no matter how good they are. The magic of the amazing book has to fade before you can enjoy anything else.

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Outsourcing creativity will not refill your creative well.

The loss of SNAP is going to be devastating. If you are able, donate to your local food bank and support your community.

It is already such a Monday, please tell me something nice about your day 😭

Okay, y’all. Last Monday before Halloween. Festivities await at the end of the week. Make your coffee, tea, or other cozy bev of choice and buckle in. You’ve got this 🧡🍂🎃

🍂 New Poem! 🍂 The autumn issue of Modern Haiku, Issue 56.3, includes a poem from yours truly! Modern Haiku is a journal I have read since beginning my haiku practice, & I am at a loss for words that my own work is within these pages. Fortunate to be included in the TOC with poets I greatly admire.

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Stroll in the morning fog 🍂 ☕️ 👻

Last night there were strange humans at the house, and they were talking, and it was past bedtime 😾 however, the strange humans brought a handmade quilt that is very comfy

You aren’t a real Star Trek fan until you’ve seen it in the original Klingon.

I don’t have coherent thoughts about Ego Death at a Bachelorette Party yet, but boy, do I have feelings.

“The city / of nightmares is dark, but she will light it up.” Do you desire cyberpunk with Y2K aesthetics? Cyborgs with transparent plastic body mods? My poem “Girlie-Pop Cyborgs Dream of Revolution” might be for you! Available in the latest issue of Eye to the Telescope!

Speaking of, if you’re in central Arkansas next month, you can listen to me talk about haiku and social trust at the Southern Haiku Conference in Hot Springs!

Did not realize that “do you come here often?” is an actual thing that men say to women in pubs.

Made the mistake of wearing a dress that catches every piece of lint with the jacket that creates an endless supply of lint

Are you ready? Poets, start your drafting!

I just want to help 😭

It's almost that time of year when the sun disappears and I turn my heart into a SAD lamp to prevent from spiraling into a seasonal depression.

The "wonderful" thing about the dead is they can't resist our interpretations of them. We don't need holograms or AI to make the dead do what we want. All we need do is invoke them and the necromancy begins again.

I don’t brag about many things, but I’m proud of my jewel beetles 🪲 the wealthy flock to purchase insects with carapaces of iridescent greens, blues, and reds to pull their carriages. I also sell raise stag beetles to sell to construction companies, but that happens from my secondary farm.

last weekend was a great time for the sky

I was about ten when I realized that books were written by people, that *I* was people, that I could, therefore, write books. There were several bad novels in varying stages of completion before I started writing short stories in college.

Each year for spooky season, SFPA invites its members to share audio files of themselves reading some of their Halloweeniest work, and the 2025 offerings are now LIVE! 🎃 Hear the spooky goodness here: sfpoetry.org/wp/2025/10/2...

I just want to get tipsy and read poetry; is that too much to ask?

The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing millions of people that what they really wanted to do was argue with complete strangers on the internet 24/7.

If you want to hear me give a brief talk that I overprepared for, I’ll be speaking at the South Regional Haiku Conference next month!

Define your musical taste in eight artists. The Amazing Devil Lord Huron Mika Maisie Peters The Crane Wives Noah Kahan Taylor Swift The Killers

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How a person navigates a grocery store says a lot about how they navigate community. If you’re entering through the exit, stopping in the middle of the aisle with people behind you, leaving your cart out, etc., that communicates a lack of respect toward the people with whom you share society.

New poem alert! My cyberpunk sonnet is out in @sfpoetry.bsky.social's Eye to the Telescope. Check it out! eyetothetelescope.com/archives/058...

Everyone coming into the coffee shop is talking about the sunrise. What a small, beautiful moment of human connection.

“Time makes you a stranger in your own life.”

Anyone planning on being at the HSA Southern Regional Haiku Conference next month?

“Organic / flesh, the parts not upgraded from god’s design / to man’s, is covered in Lisa Frank tattoos, neon / bright and joyful.” My Y2K cyberpunk poem is available to read at Eye to the Telescope!

“Organic / flesh, the parts not upgraded from god’s design / to man’s, is covered in Lisa Frank tattoos, neon / bright and joyful.” My Y2K cyberpunk poem is available to read at Eye to the Telescope!

Give your favorite death-themed magazine some 🍄‍🟫morel🍄‍🟫 support AND prepare for the afterlife by getting your very own ferryman’s coin!

Happy Wednesday! There is new poetry from me in the world today! Check out the latest issue of Chrysanthemum for a new haiku. This issue has some beautiful poetry, and I'm glad to be included in the TOC. It's also exciting to have a piece translated into German for this bilingual journal.

People truly went feral during the height of the pandemic. The sharp and sudden increase in antisocial behavior was shocking, and it remains high.

An actual hot take: Too many authors are afraid of editors watering down their voice or whatever and not afraid enough of editors letting you put any old slop on the page.

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