Welcome to My Blog
There is nothing more I like than yapping. This is a space where I share poems, short stories, and spiels about my life as a displaced appalachian.
Flashback Friday
Take a walk with me down memory lane, I’m feeling particularly nostalgic this week.
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What I’m Made Of [pt.1]
A little DNA, a few family mysteries, and a touch of mountain folklore—just another Monday spent tracing my roots.
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Life Lately: New Job, Lost Sleep, and Missing Mamaw
September has been a mix of new beginnings, sleepless nights, and remembering those I miss most. Here’s a little life update, straight from my heart.
once lost, now found
I wrote this poem in 2016 after my first niece was born. There was a part of me that never wanted to go back home, and as I have aged that part of me has gotten smaller and smaller. She is now 8 and has a younger sister. I dedicate this poem to them. May they never lose their accent, their love of the mountains, or each other.
momma’s windchimes
There’s nothing I love more than the song of windchimes. When I lived at home, the best naps were taken when the windows were up, curtains blowing in the wind, and my momma’s windchimes singing me to sleep.
conversations with a stranger
These are all real conversations I have had with people after leaving Estill County, Kentucky for college in 2011. Codeswitching is something I only recently learned about and realized that the longer I’ve been away from home, the better I am at codeswitching. This poem explores that.
quarter life crisis
I wrote this poem sitting at the circulation desk after a particularly hard day at work. I contemplate all the nuance of being an Appalachian in a modern society, feeling like I have one foot in the past.