Messick High School Basketball Game. Memphis, TN. 1950s.

Ladies at a church reception for a bride-to-be, 1966. From my great-grandmother.

Please read my newest piece, a short memoir/essay, if you find the time. And a big thanks to The Grief Diaries for accepting my work!

2019 disambiguated body shots

My great-grandfather, hunting. 1960s.

My grandmother and her sister. Memphis, circa 1950s.

A poem of mine over at @txtobjx -- such a lovely journal <3

The beautiful room is empty

Where is the body that continues to live after reading through the prayers of childhood?

Where is the body that empties itself every morning, hoping to remain empty?

Where is the body that passes by the doorway to the beautiful room, wringing

its terrible hands, consumed with entering? Where is the body that never forgets?

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The Alamo. Taken by my great-grandmother on vacation. 1980.

My grandfather on vacation in 1953.

Honored to have a poem in this amazing anthology in memory of and dedicated to the beautiful souls who died in the shooting at Pulse Nightclub on 12 June 2016. 

Overton Park War Memorial, Memphis, TN. Circa 1950s. A friend of my great-grandmother.