About Me

I’m on the road again

(blues harmonica interruption)

my lemon bag and I

don’t know where we’re going

(train whistle)

don’t know where we’re gonna fall

I took my fountain pen

(zoom of cars roaring by)

to the land of the gulls

(sea birds cry)

and we cried to the sky

in the heat of the sun

No respite from the oppression of summer

Who are you to keep me under the weather

(harmonica train whistle)

I’m on the road again

with my words and a runaway storm

(tornado’s roar)

Don’t know where we’re going,

don’t know where we’re gonna fall.

IMG_0354Hi everyone!

My name is Jess. Thanks for stopping by. I have been obsessed with storytelling since I was this tall. In fifth grade I started writing poetry. I’ve lived in Panama City, Panama, and Reading, UK. I was born in Arkansas and have spent the majority of my life extremely close to the equator.

I love books and animals. I enjoy yoga. I have arthritis in my hips and spine. I am teaching myself how to play the harmonica (I tried to teach myself how to play the ukulele and I did not succeed).


I hold an MFA in Creative Writing from Goddard College (2012) and a BA in Sociology from Randolph-Macon Woman’s College (2008). I have written and self-published three poetry collections, which are available for free on Smashwords. All my poetry is free. Please download, read, share, and enjoy 🙂

Check out my Goodreads page.

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