as if I were
this ash-filled burl,
black veins
of decay winding through
my body like a river
Commended
Climate Change: The Burning Issue Tanka Contest, 2020
between the spokes
of your spinning wheel
a dusty web . . .
I never thought our lives
would so quickly unwind
1st Place
The British Haiku Society Tanka Awards, 2019
the ocean
was in a rage last night
but today,
these peace offerings
of blue mussels and kelp
1st Place
Sanford Goldstein Int'l Tanka Competition, 2018
the growth rings
of otoliths and trees . . .
when did she
become smaller
than her daughters
2nd Place
Fleeting Words Tanka Competition, 2017
dried curls
of gray reindeer moss
crunch softly
underneath our boots . . .
no other sound, but breath
1st Place
San Francisco Int'l Tanka Competition, 2016
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