Katherine's Coffeehouse

So. You’ve written another book. Maybe it’s your second, maybe it’s your 15th. Either way, if you’re feeling that dip […]

for poetry and our aged dog

Join us each month at Louisa Center for the Arts!

they tell me my dog has rare lymphoma.she lies on the bed in my office,listens to cello music. sheloves the […]

I am watching my farm dog limp and trip on stairs,

I am working on being more intentional, directlyasking the day’s nimbus for its vascular biceps,afternoon for its ability—no, serenity—to sleep […]

Everyone has a tattoo— or two, or three, skin and bank the limit.

This is my postcard to me and you. You are good. Not just good enough. Not okay,

After a while,I am tired of trees.Not the woody-armed entity,bigmouthed and knotty nosed,that watches over our home.Not the longstanding gatheringof […]

My homeland speaks in tongues. Gone too far to roll back vein and gristle.