Nearly a decade ago, I made a critical career decision to divest my life from academic institutions that didn’t value me. As a woman of...
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“I’m nothing, if not”: An Anecdote of a Jar
To discuss my own entry into writing and publishing, I must admit a contrary relationship to publication, one probably not unique to myself. I feel...
Poetry, Community, and Reading the Body
Poetry can be a gateway to empathy, a space of shared vulnerability. It can help audiences navigate the difficult and uncomfortable by offering a creative...