“Rise and set free. Fall and let be.

Let each breath be a world

unto itself, a word, say blossom or river

or rain, a sound repeated,

the same sound many times

at once, wind chimes

jangling on a porch as the sky

grows dark and something

you can’t believe is still

within you starts to speak again.”

—From "Starting Over"



Beltway Poetry Quarterly

Built to Code

Potomac at Last Light First


Number 36 (Shadows & Light Theme)

Afterglow (page 25)

Santa Clara Review

Volume 98, Number 2

Hunger (page 47)

 San Pedro River Review 

Vol. 9 No. 1 (Back Roads & Byways) 

Night Paths (page 33)

Crab Creek Review