Starmoth Press

a diary of words, paper and other ephemeral things

Tag: poetry

  • New this week

    The Tarot Diaries segment on the four of cups is now live. Swipe through the photos for previews of what I dive into 💚

    Read more at Contemplative Creativity

    Below is my sticker design for Care Mail Club. Sign ups are $11 to receive a sticker, zine and original artwork…and sometimes extra goodies 😜 check it out on my ko-fi.

    The sticker shone below was from last month’s club mail. it’s available for $3 on ko-fi.

    The zine I made for The Glitch Witch’s zine quest
    My book is now available for purchase here on Ingram Spark, or you can find it (and the ebook version) on Amazon and B&N.

  • is that word alive

    AI trained on human souls

    yet their words taste like

    pink plastic left

    in the sun too long

    I’d like to think I can tell

    when words don’t have a body

    like scraping the knee

    on the playground asphalt

    or bumping the funny bone

    or drinking water underneath

    scorching sun

  • loving gaze

    Where it began: stilt houses

    Skeletal remains emerging

    from algae-green pools

    Awe blooming at heart level

    for faded places, forgotten

    I whisper “thank you for open eyes”

    now I lovingly see

    crooked barns

    crumbling factories

    boarded-up businesses

    debris piles left behind

    wild-torn houses

    places hold people, hold stories…

    and now no one is left

    to tend to these places,

    they were once a flurry of

    motion, aliveness, everyday mundanity

    now no one bothered

    to even tear them down

    burn remains

    memorialize their time here

    honor what was

  • early afternoon

    12:34 

    while my daughter screams

    “I’M SO LUCKY”

    she found a quarter on the porch

    I think about 

    rollerblading because

    I don’t remember ever

    deciding to stop

    my son wants to eat a whole

    pizza for lunch

    the porch door is open

    I lay on the couch

    as that’s what I usually do

    I’ve bought so many 

    books and courses

    hoping to learn how to do things

    placing my trust

    in anyone’s hands but

    my own

  • Attention is magic: the leaf portal

    I’m sharing my writing in a new space on ig, attentionismagic. But I’ll also be sharing here and on substack.
    New stickers for the mail club just dropped. They’ll also be available to purchase separately. Check it out here

  • self-inquiry with paper

    what works? what doesn’t work? what’s necessary? what feels like a boulder?

  • The body is sacred: a poem


    There may be meaning to taking quick steps; walking in circles; making loops again and again.
    Our cells beg, they want acts of devotion radical care for the complex systems which make up a body.
    Our brain may resist, asking for stimulation, crying for satisfaction.
    For so long, you caved.
    Now you see light at the end of the tunnel. You know wisdom comes from your chest…your beating heart…your pumping blood. It’s drumbeat that sounds the call of your soul; you’re never-ending vibration.

  • I finished a sweater and update on the artists way (week two)

    freehand crochet sweater done, using lots of yarn from the first fiber festival I went to earlier this year 💚 my creativity takes many forms. 🦋

    I am on week 2 of the artist’s way, where I saw more struggle and reward.

  • Writing hymns to autumn

    And looking for the signs

  • The first breaths of autumn