Sometimes I go places.
And when I’m in those places, I’d love to get to know you. I attend festivals, book signings, and plan on adding other various and sundry events to my schedule in 2026, so check back regularly to see if something has been added locally to you.
If you’re looking for guest poets or authors for your own event, or you think I’d be a good fit for something you heard about, just reach out and let me know.
October 2-3: Essex Art Walk
October 2 and 36:00-10:00 2511 Essex PlaceCincinnati, OH 45206 more information
October 24: Louisville Book Festival
Kentucky International Convention Center October 24 10:00-5:00 more information
April 18: Poetry Reading and Open Mic at Blue Dog Books
April 18, 2026 2:00-4:00 2:30-3:00 Poetry reading followed by open mic 245 South Main Street, Springboro, OH 45066 more information
April 25: Independent Bookstore Day Book Block Party at Roebling Bookstore in Newport, KY and Indie Bookstore Day at Blue Dog Bookstore
April 25, 2026Roebling Bookstore – Newport KY10:00-12:00meeting readers, selling and signing books Blue Dog Books – Springboro, OH2:00-5:00meeting readers and playing bookseller for the dayHow cool is that. roebling more information blue dog more information
maiden, mother, crone
released 2022
Maiden, Mother, Crone is a glimpse into the mind of a woman as she contends with her life’s experiences. The book is divided into 3 sections each one a stage of womanhood. Each poem an experience as she moves through these 3 stages of womanhood. Maiden is a young woman trying to find herself, find someone to love, begin to heal herself, understand where she fits in the world. Mother is a blend of motherhood and divorce – they went hand in hand. Crone is the later years in life. Looking back from where she has been and forward to what is left. Throughout she is trying to find peace and acceptance with herself and her world. Somewhere you may recognize pieces of your story too.
poems
Angels falling from the sky
Snowflakes Angels falling from the sky no two are alike and they bless us all and cleanse the soul
Heirlooms
She looked around at the building that was once home nothing left but bricks and charred wood her grandmother’s dishes are strewn across the floor in pieces family pictures ruined by fire and water all the memories that were scattered around the house gone and she…
Freedom
They looked at the people They did not understand this thing called freedom that someone would die for it they could not taste it they could not see it they could not feel it they could only call it greed for that is what they were told so they tried to destroy …