award-winning writer & performing artist in Lingit Aani, Juneau, Alaska
award-winning writer & performing artist in Lingit Aani, Juneau, Alaska
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More Cowbell (Easter Memories) In diapers you would cause and effect Easter eggs against rocks just to hear the sound of them break Your coyote mind shattered curious glass oceans with a stone’s throw Even now you test my calm to prove that love is stronger than your rollercoaster. I could […]
This year Tidal Echoes, founded by University of Alaska Southeast, virtually launched their annual showcase of literature and the art. For their first Author Poetry Reading, the magazine asked me to read my poem, “Letter to the Universe,” a poem for girls everywhere. Diane DeSloover also reads her poem about the first time she watched […]
Everything happens in threes. Last fall my grandmother passed away. A month ago my husband’s father died. I always wondered who’s going to be the third? And then coronavirus happened. So much grief. We don’t know anyone personally who has passed from the coronavirus. We live in Juneau Alaska where so far only 10 people […]
Dear Reader, I hope all of you are finding some good in this surreality we are living in. I don’t know about you, but I have come to appreciate this time to press pause, take a deep breath, reflect, write, read, and connect with family and friends (over various virtual platforms). I’ve gotten more fresh […]
I’ve always had asthma, starting at age four when I had to live an oxygen tent for a week, and more recently when I wound up in the emergency room with trouble breathing. Yes, I own an emergency inhaler and a nebulizer and I take asthma control medicine. Still, there have been times that none […]
Today we drew animals and read about the Titanic. We drove our cars slowly— imagine a snail, then slow it down even more. Every day is like a Sunday, like moving underwater, like when Alaska burned & smoke circled us in a dream. What other than a crisis can put you in the moment, without […]
A Letter to the Universe, in honor of International Women’s Day
A story about a vegetarian-feminist who goes on a high school exchange to the land of meat and machos.
A devil’s club graveyard all that remains, bones of a mighty clubbed fortress reduced to small brown skeletons, silent, still scaffolds of what once was. This is how you say madrugada in English– the coldest, darkest, undead hour when spirits roam the earth, right before the first snow: the rainforest so dry and quiet bones and shapes, negative space, […]
