Daddy’s Girl

“Saved for your twenty-fifth” You saved his life in a way, but you never knew it. All because of one thrilling ride with fifteen beers, your mama’s babies in the back seat, one blue and sweaty—you. At the hospital, your mama gripped your hands as they shot you not once but twice to jumpstart your … Continue reading Daddy’s Girl


“Canvas coal trousers and a bourbon”

Day 5 Yes, this is a marathon and I'm already feeling the stress of writing a poem a day. For some, they just spew them off like rockets but for me it's a long process of feeling. Today we had to reach back into history--something before our time and since I'm sorting through geneology stuff … Continue reading “Canvas coal trousers and a bourbon”