Whether you have arrived here with intentionality or by sheer happenstance, I celebrate your arrival to my (both literal and figurative) domain. You now find yourself in the not-quite-hallowed halls of the grand repository of my nonsensical ramblings, thoughtful diatribes, and therapeutic musings.

My hope is for you to feel a sense of connection. If you find yourself relating to, or moved by, one of my pieces, please grace me with a comment or two to let me know how I am doing.

I implore thee, impart upon me thy words.

Like most artists, my cravings include caffeine, excessive wordplay, structure that I can both follow and ignore, and thoughtful feedback, which helps me to better understand the ways people connect with my writings.

Have an enjoyable stay.



~ elr


Poetry Favorites

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An open book, with pages extended upward, lies on a light-colored wooden desk. Sparkles, light, and smoke appear to be coming from within it.
Enjoying the beauty of meter and rhyme, a poem revealed inscribing each line. One day I'll be lost to the passage of time, but dreams will live on in this poem of mine. [continue] ...

Enjoying the beauty (a poem)

Sunlight illuminates the well-worn hands of an older man wearing a tan sweater. In his hands, he holds a young, green plant nestled in soil. Fertile ground, with young plants, is seen in the background.
Of what more worth are we than dirt, with vain ambitions nigh? Crawling up on spindly legs, to gaze upon the sky. [continue] ...
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Worth (a poem)

Shadows on a wall, cast by people walking by. Abstract silhouettes amongst large wooden beams.
filled with thought layered in dream lost in this place where I can be anyone or anything my heart desires or fears may bring [continue] ...

the long night (a poem)

Recent Poetry

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Open vintage book with a dried rose resting on its pages, outdoors against a green background
It’s easy to catch and hard to let go. You’ve got the itch? Well, what do you know. [continue] ...

Affliction (a poem)

Two children walk hand in hand down a dirt path through a golden wheat field, seen from behind.
Since the beginning, my friend, you have been with me, inseparable through it all. [continue] ...

… (a letter)

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The river she flows deep tonight, her banks are overrun, washing away the heaviness, collapsing ’neath the flood. [continue] ...

The River Flows Deep (a poem)

Recent Articles

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Person wearing a cream striped robe standing near calm water, hand resting at the side (no face shown).
I have seen too much to believe in them anymore. I have lost my faith. (417 words) [continue] ...

Faith Redefined (article)

Two stacked electronic keyboards on a wooden shelf against a red brick wall, with ship models and books on the shelves nearby.
Though my parents hadn’t encouraged me in the pursuit of my dreams, my friend showed that he believed in me, and that sometimes we may need to pivot. (1,436 words) [continue] ...

Set the Past Aside (article)

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I know the world is a scary place right now. I will not sugar coat that fact. (478 words) [continue] ...

Business advice for me, from me. (article)

Recent Thoughts

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Collage of poetry-themed images arranged in a grid, framed by an ornate gold frame. Includes open books, a word cloud of poetry terms, and writing objects.
I did a search for an image to accompany my latest poem, and these were the results. [continue] ...

Another Trope (thoughts)

Sad woman surrounded by people walking on a busy street.
Most of my life, I have been chasing approval. [continue] ...

Chasing Approval (thoughts)

Today, I realized. (thoughts)
Just when I think I’m at a point where I’m okay and can finally start moving forward, someone casually or incendiarily hurls those three words, burning me to the core. [continue] ...

Today, I realized. (thoughts)

Recent Stories

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A man preparing to drive a white, painted finishing nail into a board with a hammer while his left hand supports the nail. A ladder, shop benches and tools are visible in the background.
In 1984, I decided to pierce my left ear. I did it myself with a bag of ice, a sterilized needle, and a bar of soap. (492 words) [read] ...

The Earring

A bright red umbrella site alone on an aged European, wet, gray brick street. Overlay of pianist playing piano.
Pianist and Composer, Jason Fervento asked, "How does this song make you feel?" (107 words) [read] ...

I Stand Alone (a vignette)

A monochrome image of snow falling softly on a line of wood and cast-iron benches that line the sidewalk in a New York City park. In the background, old buildings stretch into the distance.
Sometimes the warmth we need comes from an unexpected place. A novella (10,025 words). [read] ...

Cold

Topics

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A photo of six dollars and a silver pocket watch, with a white face and gold Roman numerals, sitting in sand. The image represents lost time and money.
If your goal is to get ahead in the world, all that you gained will be gone when this life ends. But if instead you work to shape your character, it will be a part of you as you step into eternity. [continue] ...

Priorities (thoughts)

A dense, green forest with a grove of beech trees and lush undergrowth.
deep in the green buried amongst the trees no discernible path no place to bed down I struggle to find my way [continue] ...

ever lost (a poem)

A teen girl with long brown hair, wearing a purple hoodie and matching backpack, looks back over her shoulder at the school she is leaving.
Most times I think we choose to see things through a filter of what could be [continue] ...

What Might Have Been (a poem)

 


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