Milkweed bursts with silken seed. Crushed almonds scatter like spilled cinnamon. A child clips basil at the tender neck, after a family friend passes away. Love is swallowed in moondust, bared in cherry rose. Across the landscape of human experience, can 'inside' really be disentangled from 'out'?
Freelance writer at Edutopia. Former Contributor at The Huffington Post blog. Managing Editor of Tweetspeak Poetry. Poetry has appeared at VQR, Best American Poetry, and on NPR.
Loves tea, chocolate, Neruda, and the golden hour over the Hudson river.