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
At the end of a day
Let me close my eyes at the end of a day in the hills doors open breezes blow in scent of pine and clean air has no unnatural smell here and I hear an owl calling in the trees marking his territory looking for dinner as I drift off to sleep
Stargazing Mice
Cabin in the woods always trapping mice every night the ritual traps with peanut butter placed in the basement check them in the morning a good night three traps two mice I load the traps in the car we are going for a ride I take them to the astronomy park far enough…
He spoke poetry
He spoke love poems to me all the time they were in his words and his hands his lips and his body and all the things he did captured here by me in my poetry