My essay “Alaska On Fire” is now on The Hellebore

Goodday mateys! I’m excited to announce that my essay Alaska on Fire was published in the latest issue of the Hellebore, Black Moss. An acquaintance called it an “insightful, well-written piece on last summer’s wildfires, budget destruction and the Tlingit idea of shukalxs uxs’— where the end is called back to the beginning”. You can […]

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Plum Tree Tavern literary mag shares some of their favorites

You can imagine my delight when Plumtree tavern literary magazine sent me an email to tell me that they included my poem as one of the selected favorites from the past year. And lo and behold, mine was listed first! I wrote this poem during a walk on one of the coldest, driest days of […]

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Tidal Echoes 2020 edition makes for the perfect quarantine reading

Oh my gosh you guys, I don’t usually talk like a valley girl, but when I do it’s because I am immensely impressed. The latest edition to come out of University of Alaska Southeast, Tidal Echoes 2020 is the most stunning literary magazine I’ve ever had the pleasure of reading. Leafing through the gorgeous prose […]

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Love & other hard things

One out of seven jobless, Venezuela size statistics, but the Tongass is alive, listen—   the wilderness so thick, I could lean into this. No helicopters to spoil, and there’s a part of me   that likes to do hard things— like fool myself into jumping off this cliff sixty feet   into the drink, […]

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the day before snow

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, […]

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Traveling with Fairy

Because she is of the wilderness, why shouldn’t the rhythm of a thousand hustling feet induce her to run through TSA? Because when riding an escalator, why shouldn’t she wait for the prettiest step, although it may mean losing Mommy who has alteady gone ahead and landing spread eagle upside down between five metal moving […]

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