March 30, 2018
On Writing, Workshop & Mental Health: A Roundtable (Part 2)
Poetry is absolutely necessary for my mental health. Growing up, we never talked about well-being in my family– that is, directly. While my mother was easier to talk to, as […]
March 29, 2018
On Writing, Workshop & Mental Health: A Roundtable (Part 1)
The following began as a conversation on Twitter initiated by this tweet by Emma Bolden, which opened up a larger conversation about the writing life, workshop experiences, and how we deal […]
March 14, 2018
Poeta, You Resist
Author’s Note: The following was read at the Women of Resistance book launch last night, March 13th, 2018, at Strand Bookstore in NYC. I wanted to write a piece that incorporated the […]
March 2, 2018
Mix-Tape IV: On Sympathetic Werewolves, Transformations & Tampa
Last year, I wrote about the challenges of trying to have meaningful conversations in such a public, frantic-paced space like AWP. This year, I’m looking forward to my time in […]
February 28, 2018
Anyway What’s Left Of These Two Worlds Collided
I I was standing You were there Two worlds collided And they could never tear us apart —“Never Tear Us Apart,” INXS A year ago, when we first met, you […]
February 25, 2018
“At last you’re tired of this elderly world:” Towards a New Judaism through Poetry
We harness ourselves over and over wherever hope is a yellow shore. —“Nomad,” Robin Beth Schaer Decades later, no, I still can’t let it go: that Rosh Hashanah my […]
February 21, 2018
If Tomorrow You’d Awaken as The Bloody Hooves
“Yours is the name the leaves chatter at the edge of the unrabbited woods.” “Dear One Absent This Long While,” —Lisa Olstein 1. If tomorrow you awaken as a horse, […]
December 30, 2017
A Better Tomorrow
I’m in Hong Kong with my husband and his family for the holidays, and finishing up a longer work on what I envision would be a better tomorrow. It will […]
December 17, 2017
On Stones, New Eternities & Poetry
To our land, and it is a prize of war, the freedom to die from longing and burning and our land, in its bloodied night, is a jewel that glimmers […]
December 11, 2017
A Condensed List of Things Men Have Said to Me in the Age of Trump
This past Friday, I run into an acquaintance at a grocery store. Earlier I’d woken up tired and aching; it seemed that my bronchitis had returned, or was not yet finished […]
November 30, 2017
A Letter to My Women’s Studies Students
I probably won’t tell you this is up until after I turn in grades. I probably shouldn’t tell you that the grading system itself is archaic and not a measure […]
November 25, 2017
Mix-Tape III: Thankfulness as Wakefulness
Over the autumn break this week, my husband and I flew to South Texas to spend time with my family. Less than a week ago, my Aunt Olivia had been […]