Published Pieces

POEM: 'Click.' - PoetsChoice | April, 2021

Published in 'Poet's Choice: Change Is The Only Constant'.

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POEM: 'Because Nice Guys' - FeminineCollective | Apr 5th, 2021


Excerpt: 

She was always ready to cry on my shoulder
and accept my help,
my affection, my favours.
‘Cause nice guys finish last. 
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POEM: 'Liquor n' Things' - The Rye Whiskey Review | Feb 24th, 2021


Excerpt: 

Dewdrops on Bud Light and coasters on tables
Glistening beer taps and premium labels
Slinky red dresses that ride up and cling
These are a few of my favorite things
Beautiful makeup and those second glances    
Fully clothed sex that we lie and call dances
Low riding jeans that show off a g-string
These are a few of my favorite things... [Read more...]

POEM: 'A-Muse' - FeminineCollective | Aug 24th, 2020

Excerpt: 

My muse.
What a deceptive cunt.
Too little at the laptop. Too much in the shower.

Pen and paper at the ready?
The ink is flowing, but no one’s figured out how to tap the imagination.

A pint of your best brainstorm, please.


And let’s not forget to have the best ideas while driving.

Playing hide and seek with motivation?
Watch out for the wardrobes and the land of procrastination.

PERSONAL ESSAY: 'Not Allowed Bad Days' - HerStry | Jun 28th, 2020

Excerpt: 

A twelve hour shift feels like forever when you’re waiting on bad news. If you’re busy, the time might pass easily enough. Otherwise, it’s a relentless crawl, and even the most mundane tasks feel insurmountably hard.

The phone in my pocket weighs down my slacks enough that I’m glad for my belt. Phones aren’t allowed on the production line; though management and maintenance are somehow exempt from the rule. Apparently the people that operate the machinery can’t be trusted with an additional device without fear of everything else going to hell...

Honorable Mentions

Light - longlisted by Sunspot Lit

The English language is a complicated, glorious shitshow of a thing. It’s a circus without a ringmaster. There’s silent letters. Things that sound the same but have different spelling and meanings. A womb, a tomb and a bomb don’t all rhyme, but somehow pony and bologna get along? It’s read, not read, and I won’t shed a tear over a tear. Don’t even get me started on the contronyms. 

 

Yet in all its chaotic glory, it still brought civilization forward. We still used it to build empires and communicate across leagues and tell stories. It’s a cracked diamond; flawed, yet still beautiful. 

 

Most of my favourite words are a beep on public broadcasting networks. Yet to decide on the most important word across languages, one veritable gem amongst the hundred and seventy one thousand English words is arguably impossible... [Read more...]