Hummingbirds fight, red-green zips around the feeder with its yellow plastic flowers opening in perpetuity. Turkeys roam in gangs,...

Can I be too ____ to write these days? Too set, too predictable, too enjambed in my ways, offering too few new words to everyone else,...

Excited to announce that Silver Birch Press has published one of my poems today in their MY FRONT DOOR Series! Check out their site for...

(from the NaPoWriMo prompt: write a poem about something that returns.) [Just like last year, I got behind at the end. No matter, it is...