A poem written for friends after they spoke of the ongoing impact of deaths close to them. Their hearts and spiritual lives have been so changed.

A poem, reflecting on the Monterey Park mass shooting.

A poem written for the collector of the Hope: Advent Tabiji Eggshell.

How a single red leaf undid me.

A poem and a cape made of light

Fragile containers of the Holy are we (a poem).

“I Am Charcoal”, a poem inspired by loss, love, how tree charcoal is made, and what it’s like to draw with charcoal itself.