We are entering the very last stretch of the year. I began this month in Mexico on a trip with friends. We celebrated Día De Los Muertos in the streets of Puerto Vallarta, languished poolside at a villa overlooking the city, and bonded over our shared love of the birthday girl. I ended November in … Continue reading And What of Destiny?

October is a doorway into the dark half of the year. Crops are harvested, fires are lit, beasts and spirits of nightmare and imagination come skulking out of the shadows, and the air itself comes alive with magic. It is a season of anticipation, of fear and regret, but also of nostalgia, joy, and comfort. … Continue reading In A World of Octobers

September is a month of nostalgia, fickle weather, and encroaching autumn. The pumpkin patches are swelling with squash of every color, the sunflowers are awake and drooping towards the sun, and mist holds fast to the early morning fields, returning at the cusp of every dusk. I know that October will come and go in … Continue reading When In Venice

August is the final hurrah of Summer, and I do not begrudge it for this, but I am never in sorrow when I see this month depart into the past. This means that Autumn is swiftly approaching, and after spending the first half of this year in the tropics, I am ready for the cool … Continue reading Creativity & Survival

Somehow the midpoint of the year has passed, and so we begin the descent into the latter half of the year. Summer has a grip on Germany, where I relocated in mid-June, and the countryside is thick with heat, green and gold laced crops, and the sweet whisper of the river as it makes its … Continue reading And The Wheel Of The Year Turns

In early 2021, I began writing and compiling a chapbook titled "A Summer Mythos", which reflects upon my time in Italy through the lens of the mythologizing power of love and summer. It underwent many revisions, a title change, was sent to over two dozen publishers and presses, was shortlisted by two publishers, and was … Continue reading Publishing Announcement!

My grandparents, Herbert and Lona Moniz, on their wedding day As the hours of deep night settled around me on May 27th my mind was silent in places it had never been. There was a hush in the corners, in-between the spaces where riotous thoughts were churning, but at a slowed and distant pace. It … Continue reading Saying Our Goodbyes (CW: Death)

April was National Poetry Month. In the past I have taken part by creating and writing from prompts, posting online daily, reading tons of poetry books, and trying to write each day. This April was overflowing with life— time with loved ones, nights out trying to crack open my shell for just enough light, and … Continue reading Rain Will Help The Flowers Grow

This month was swallowed by a rising tide of responsibilities. Family obligations, a visiting loved one, two new job opportunities, rebuilding old connections, a wonderful poetry course, and my own attempts at reading and writing in the cracks of time left to me have sent March quickly away from me. For anyone interested, the poetry … Continue reading Bearing Fruit

The month of February makes me think of Black stories, chalky-pink love letters, and dying resolutions. I welcomed the month while wading through a rip current of depression, which caused the weeks to float past me, out of reach. The ember of motivation and strength that I felt throughout January burned out, and between poetic … Continue reading Brief Thoughts on Dying Embers & New Opportunities