Summer Storms

Summer Storms storms brew in the summer, like soup boiling in a pot, stewing. they build, and build, and build as the skies turn gray and the people turn red with frustration. they tease with humidity, cranking up temperatures and frizzing up hair, and occasionally they laugh with muted thunder or the flash of a […]

Love of Letters

Last year, in December 2017, I submitted a poem to the Scholastic Alliance for Young Artists and Writers competition. I honestly had no idea what I was doing, but in the end my poem won a Silver Key award for the Southwest Region At-Large. Yay! I’ve always been private about what I write, and with […]

The World, Sleeping

The World, Sleeping Sleeping in the blanket of morning mist, Drowsy bluebells rest Nothing draws a breath When the sun still hasn’t woken up, And the wind doesn’t blow. Sitting in the grey mist Leafy trees stand, their occupants Sleeping, and Stagnant is the morning Where shadows slumber Underneath a m o t i o […]