Call It Gladness, her publication from the 2008 In Celebration of the Muse Chapbook Award publication. Here is her poem In These Five Remaining Days.
In These Five Remaining Days
In these five remaining days, I see
I've spent my life bellowing like a mule,
feeling broken beneath a burden
that was mine to learn to carry
or the weight of another's I could not ease.
In these four remaining days, the robe,
that has been my body revels in
its own unraveling. Inside, a hummingbird
hovers, half-inside a flower, then zips
away, stitching the sky with iridescence.
In these three remaining days, I am still,
knowing what ripens below, soon breaks
through the duff, finds some light-
a rose-colored mushroom, quietly
glistens in the redwood mist.
On this, the second to last day, I ride
a riptide out to sea, find myself
fixed again to the ocean's umbilicus.
Rocked upon her heaving breast, I taste
the briny tears we share, let go my thirst.
On this, my final day of living,
with every last breath, I make a plea
for the chance to hold aloft a hundred more
burdens, a friendship to sip, a forest to sit in,
singing thank you, thank you, thank you!