"Millennial Harp," Sixth Finch , summer 2025    Watershed / petrichor digital chapbook series, summer 2024 6 poems from "The Village Elegies" / Asymptote , summer 2024 2 poems / Mercury Firs issue 4 "Solar Eclipse" / Green Linden Press , America // Being America Issue 15   New artworks in progress, ICONS (2024):                       BEDS:            

  As I Said is a collection of long poems; an exploration of abortion & contraception in U.S. history and in my family; a consideration of the ways that racial, reproductive, & economic politics have intersected in the U.S. over time; and a love song to dissident reproductive practices and the feminine void.  It includes a documentary study of the infamous 19th-century abortion provider Madame Restell, who lived and worked in Manhattan from the early 1830s until her death in the late 1870s. It's also anchored by a lyric prose poem based on interviews with my grandmother and mother about their pre- Roe experiences with abortion.  I'm grateful to everyone who laughed, talked, wept, and theorized with me about this book and its subjects over many years. I hope now that it's out in the world it can make its way into all sorts of lives, hearts, hands, and homes.      

As conservative members of the Supreme Court get ready to more or less overturn Roe v. Wade , I'm thinking about lawmakers and the law. What is the law? Poet Frank Stanford says the law ain’t nothing but bluebottle flies . I might add: the law ain't nothing but whoever is in the room at the time.  I made these little sewn books in honor of pioneering lawmakers Bella Abzug and Shirley Chisholm. Their nicknames--"Battling Bella" and "Fighting Shirley"--suggest how hard they worked to get and stay in the rooms where consequential decisions are made.  It's easy to admire women like these, but alongside the admiration I also want to remember that the fighters and the witches and the dissidents grapple with doubt and fear, too.  A few years ago at a celebration of life for the regionally-beloved artist Harriet M. Rosenberg , many people spoke about Harriet's toughness, her bravery and her willingness to make her own path. Then the painter Nancy Brassington...

  Warm and hazy, not the usual colors for winter: black and green, rotting walnuts but also chickweed growing new. This morning I ate a little of that fresh green & walked around in a patch of Aaronsburg woods, sat a while near a decomposing fawn, all damp dead fur and slack, with Tara Brach’s talk on the Skeleton Woman in mind. Lately listening to Brach and other teachers I’ve been astonished to catch a glimpse of how large fear looms in my days. I was talking about this with my friend Andrea on the porch of an old house she bought at auction in June, telling her about the insomnia and rumination and all the pharmaceuticals and crystals and flower essences I’ve tried. She said, okay, I know this is a little risky but have you tried—Comedy? For a minute I thought she was talking about a street drug I’d never heard of. Then burst out laughing as she described how we could do stand-up and tell jokes in the wetland in the new year, “rip fear a new one.”  To start with I ma...

  Carbon on paper/ 2013   "We bound all the memories of mothers together in one bundle but the white thread dissolved like sutures the thread decayed & then we couldn’t tell what belonged to whom, whom to what" You Animal Machine (The Golden Greek) , Eleni Sikelianos  

  "Much of Pennsylvania and almost all of New York outside the Adirondacks — so it has been asserted — was one vast White Pine forest. [...] When the male flowers bloomed in these illimitable pineries, thousands of miles of forest aisle were swept with the golden smoke of this reckless fertility, and great storms of pollen were swept from the primeval shores far out to sea and to the superstitious sailor seemed to be 'raining brimstone' on the deck." A Natural History of TREES of Eastern and Central North America , Donald Culross Peattie