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
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