Collected thoughts at the end of The Memory Book Project.
A poem for your solitude. An original poem from Tell the Turning, with audio by my friend Lauren.
About a year ago, I rented for the weekend a tiny house that hangs out over a mountainside, with a view of the sea.
This is a new feeling for me: my work in print, offering me resonances I couldn’t have seen when it was only alive in my own head. Asking me what, exactly, I was thinking.