Fun to look at collages I made 6 years ago for a novel I wasn't sure would ever see the light of day. (Good news-- Epiphyte IS seeing the light of day, and I took these pictures to send to the cover artist as part of my cover inspo materials!)
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ive talked about "childhood friends gone wrong" on here before right
there's probably already a name for this but it's a trope i coined for a very specific type of dynamic that im consistently obsessed with. give me two people who grew up together and played together and were each other's best friend and then Something Happened and now everything's fucked up but they're still friends. or they want to be at least. you look so different now and everything is so much more complicated now than when we played in your backyard but literally who else knows me better than you. who else could i ever call my best friend
As I work on my current novel draft, I've been playing around in the Folklore Motif Index. This is something I've known about for a while due to it's connection with the ATU folklore classification system, but have never played with in the same way. A lot of these motifs have fantastic names-- let's play "nine of these are real motifs and one I just made up" and see if you can spot the fake. (I promise to post a link to the motif index at the end so you can play around in it too!)
which of these motifs did I just make up?
Dead lover sets tasks
Mother wishes lazy daughter may marry devil
Animals as plaintiffs
Red thread on neck of person who has been decapitated and resuscitated
Dragon develops from small worm placed on gold
Grateful fish grants mad hero his wish: to impregnate a princess
Supposed chest of gold induces children to care for aged father
Devout possessor of false relics miraculously receives authentic ones
Death of the cuckolded husband
"Ah me!": ogre's name uttered
The fake was "Death of the cuckolded husband!"
Here is a link to a PDF copy of Stith Thompson's
Motif-Index of Folk-Literature. (This is the same Thompson who makes up the T in the ATU folklore classification system). Thompson organizes motifs into larger categories marked by letters A-Z, and then uses numerical information to make the categories more granular. It's a fun way to get lost for an afternoon, especially following the categories to their most granular forms!
The real motifs are as follows (information pulled directly from the PDF above):
As I work on my current novel draft, I've been playing around in the Folklore Motif Index. This is something I've known about for a while due to it's connection with the ATU folklore classification system, but have never played with in the same way. A lot of these motifs have fantastic names-- let's play "nine of these are real motifs and one I just made up" and see if you can spot the fake. (I promise to post a link to the motif index at the end so you can play around in it too!)
which of these motifs did I just make up?
Dead lover sets tasks
Mother wishes lazy daughter may marry devil
Animals as plaintiffs
Red thread on neck of person who has been decapitated and resuscitated
Dragon develops from small worm placed on gold
Grateful fish grants mad hero his wish: to impregnate a princess
Supposed chest of gold induces children to care for aged father
Devout possessor of false relics miraculously receives authentic ones
Death of the cuckolded husband
"Ah me!": ogre's name uttered

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I cry at every protest I attend.
I cry at every protest I attend. Those of you familiar with my work know that grief and I have a careful fascination with one another. Several times in my life, an event or convergence of events has cracked me open so spectacularly that all I can do is allow the feelings to enter my body and let myself be changed by them. Right now, I am grieving that yet another law enforcement agency has been given carte blanche to commit murder with seemingly no consequences. I carry this grief with me to work, and struggle to complete my daily tasks. I go to bed early to take a break from the feelings Iâve been carrying all day. I carry this grief to social media, where I try and fail to use the gathering of information to regulate my nervous system. Despite several years of grief practice, I am struggling to hold the size of these feelings in my body. This may be why Iâve let myself get away with not feeling it for so long.
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The Death card is one of my absolute favorites in Tarot, so when I started thinking about making Tarot collages for poems in Glass Labyrinth, it was the first one that came to mind. The symbol of death as a form of rebirth is one that sits very sticky in my mind-- you can start new, but it is going to be painful. I'm very excited by how this collage turned out! In terms of process, it was interesting to see how the printer picked this up-- as you can see, the print version is a lot bluer than the original. Both are currently for sale on my website, and I anticipate that this will be a series that eventually encompasses all of the Major Arcana. [Image Description: Image 1 is a 6x6 collage, primarily in grays and blues, with the text of my poem "Decay" overlaid and XIII. DEATH at the top to signal it as this Tarot card. Image 2 is a print of this same collage onto cardstock, and the colors are shifted to much bluer tones.]
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Glass Labyrinth is a choice-based game of a poetry book. With almost 25,000 pathways, it's different every single time you read it.
In our last poll, y'all chose to remain submerged! That leads us to:
Which do you pick?
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FRIEND BOOK!
(The cover is very pretty!)
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b) won the previous poll! On to that page:
which do you pick?
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Glass Labyrinth comes out on June 27th and is available for preorder now! Your choices change the outcome in this unique poetry collection.
"This collection surprised me in the best way. It explores identity, memory, personal growth, and the way we hold on to things we canât quite explain: unanswered questions, versions of ourselves, feelings we havenât figured out how to let go of . . . It felt less like reading and more like wandering through someoneâs inner world â and finding pieces of your own in there too." - Kaitlyn Marquart, Author of Amber Luna: My Bright Light
Which do you pick?
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My new, choose-your-path poetry collection Glass Labyrinth comes out one month from today! In this book, you'll get to make many choices, discover different paths, and find yourself on the other side.
Glass Labyrinth is now available for pre-order through Thirty West Publishing House.
I'm on Substack! Read my review of The Substance and how it relates to extractive capitalism here.

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I was in the bathtub when I started writing this collection.
I had recently decided to quit a job I had once loved. It was winter, and the only way I could get warm was curled up under hot water, and the job I had once loved was killing me. There were knots in the small of my back and I wasnât sleeping. My body felt like this far-off thing, but my body was also refusing to let me keep going along a road that wasnât safe. There are words for this that my therapist uses, things like âallostatic loadâ and âwindow of tolerance.â
But I didnât want an explanation. I wanted somebody to tell me how to make it go away, because I knew that if it didnât, I would have to uproot my whole life. âUproot,â a word deceptive in its violence. Being torn from soil that no longer has nutrients.
People told me I was brave for moving on, but the choice to quit my job didnât feel like a choice. It felt like gravity. But I kept thinking about the idea of choice.
I didnât realize how obsessed I had become with it.
In the bathtub, I began to write this dreamlike moment, and the possible choices that one might make. Â I wanted to know that I could be okay. I wanted to know that staying submerged could be an answer, and I wanted to know that I could burn it all to the ground, and mostly, I wanted someone to come along and tell me what would happen next so I wouldnât have to carry it anymore. But nobody could tell me that, and so I wrote another question, and another.
Glass Labyrinth is a poetry collection. Itâs a choose-your-own-adventure book. Mostly, itâs a culmination of thoughts, feelings, and memories from one of the strangest years of my life. Itâs a dreamscape through a city inside a forest, or up a hill youâll never reach the top of, or through a therapistâs office where every question leads to several more. Itâs a match lit over a pile of dandelions. Itâs an offering. Itâs an apology and a love letter.
Often, Iâm not quite certain what it is.
Maybe youâll read it and get to decide for yourself. Â
Glass Labyrinth comes out in June 2025 through Thirty West Publishing House.
New poetry collection coming out in June! Glass Labyrinth is a choose-your-own-adventure exploration of grief. Each poem ends in a question and how you choose to answer it will guide you through the book.