Psaltery & Lyre

Main Street Apartment, Grinnell, Iowa

Bed-shape all day, window by the freeway's / carnival whispering . . .

Two Flash Essays

In a lawn chair, the river so shallow and clear, a crystal ribbon stitching together the valley floor. You look down and see granite, quartz, silt, the hollow skeletons of mayflies


Late for a hike / but still I go, / headlight and hat / in pocket — the defiance / of time on a Sunday — / to dissolve myself / in bishop pine

2021 Orison Anthology Nominees

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2021 Best of the Net Nominees

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The Rake that’s Leaning Against the Tree in the Yard

Wait, my children are growing / too fast and we neglected / the garden this summer


Broken, and again broken, / sick and scraped, my Tree.

Emily Observed

There is an ineffable green / and there is no justice / in minimal effort and lack of vocabulary.

prayer for improvement

show me how to / sound in the world, / how to / speak with a voice patient / as weeds, expectant as wheat

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