Dedicated to the Free Range Writers of Missoula, Montana Black bears and back alley compost bins Rogue apple trees in the Bitterroots The dead raccoons hanging from branches Shootings stars, lupine, and phlox Cultural appropriation Ponderosa sap tucked in the cracks Air so dry, … Continue reading Stuff I Can’t Fit Into a U-Haul
I wrote the sentence, Petit Jean feels like Home; Montana is my best friend. And then, talking with a friend, we wondered about the truthfulness of this statement – if there is a word for being rooted in multiple places. Even the trees outside Goodwill … Continue reading Procrastipoem #6 (While Packing)
Teaching Risk Dedicated to Roger Dunsmore and the 2018 Wilderness & Civ Cohort I asked my students to sing And instead, they taught me new songs. Learning is teaching And teaching is holding the hand of the unknown – We sometimes worry together, notably … Continue reading 3 Montana Goodbye Poems
Each time I sit down (let’s get honest – crawl into bed and prop myself up with four pillows), all writing notions evaporate. I should tie a small notebook around my waist and jot sentences down as soon as they strike, rather than the usual, … Continue reading Pandemic Inventory in Missoula, MT
And then the snow. On the cusp of Advent. I mop and vacuum, just in case the paramedics may need to carry one of us away. It is the season of preparation. Since watching the Great British Baking Show, we’ve taken to eating shortbread in … Continue reading Black Friday
We make our home on the mountain Alongside those who make their home Between the branches and the twigs dangling midair Their silky shelters are the shape of impermanence and plenty Vultures are the poets here Hickory nuts write letters on the land I … Continue reading Family Relations
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