why the sky is blue
Happy National Poetry Month, we have finally reach my last poem for the month! This is an odd little poem I wrote around ten years ago and re-wrote several years […]
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National Poetry Month
Family Friday: Have Garden–Will Grow
Have Garden — Will Grow Kylie Louise McCormick I. I dug my heel into the poppies, mistaking them for thistles. The year after that, they couldn’t stop GROWING. I grew
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The Crickets
This is a poem I wrote late one night, during late winter while homesick in Lincoln. My studio apartment featured a loud refrigerator, which reminded me of crickets and the
Sound of a Sigh
The summer my Grandpa Wally fell, the hospital conditionally released him to a nursing home for a week of physical therapy. I remember the look on his face when they
Enebo: The Hermitage and The Hermits
Continuing with the spirit of National Poetry Month, I am sharing my explorations so far on Dr. Grace Raymond Hebard’s most beloved companion, Dr. Agnes Mathilde Wergeland. In 1890,
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Family Friday: The Singing Mailman
Shabbat HaGadol! The Great Shabbat! I hope this Shabbat lives up to its title as I hold all of those suffering from COVID-19 in prayer. It is certainly odd to
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