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Continue reading →: Plato Ain’t Seen Nothin’Read time: 1 min. In a cavern sealed with anthracite,oil sizzling in your eyes,you discern two serpents spitting light for rocky shadows staging blurry Faust.Ain’t a sight but what you see.You can’t see but what you know,And you don’t know how much you know.Whether you see aught, you’ll have to…
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Continue reading →: My poem “Help Me Learn My Body” in Inqueery Magazine!
Read time: 1 min. I’m thrilled to announce my poem “Help Me Learn My Body” now appears in the Summer 2026 issue of Inqueery Magazine! This is my first publication under this pseudonym. It feels oddly like getting published for the first time ever again, as though it legitimizes my…
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Continue reading →: Lesslight
Read time: 3 mins. An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest. The fingernail on Nasrin’s pinky turned into a ruby spearhead. She brought the blade up to her face, then smiled at Julrane like she’d accomplished some grand feat. Julrane waited for something else to happen.…
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Continue reading →: Self CareRead time: 2 mins. Brushing the thin marker across Lexi’s upper eyelid, using her laugh lines as my template for drawing the Amy Winehouse wings she liked, felt the same as painting ceramic figurines as a child. The beauty created itself as the brush fell into the figure’s corners and…
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Continue reading →: The Game of the NameRead time: 5 mins. “What syllables should I combine to get your attention?” Surely that’s all a name is for some people. It’s certainly all most of 21st century western society appears to expect from names, apart from a few administrative processes that use our names as labels for tracking…
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Continue reading →: FlowDoes the flow know I’m going with it? Asking probably implies I’m not going with the flow at all. Going with the flow would mean not caring whether it knew or not. But can one really avoid going with the flow? It depends what the flow is, right? One would…
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Continue reading →: Stillness of the EveningSometimes the sky and the water are all that remain. Sometimes even that’s a little much.
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Continue reading →: Fire and Rain
Read time: 3 min. An excerpt from my work-in-progress novel The Song and the Tempest. Whisps of blue vapor still coming off Nasrin coalesce behind Jonah, forming Julrane’s outline. The outline places her hands on Jonah’s shoulders. Julrane’s voice whispers, “Time for my part.” The rain turns into sapphire again.…
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Continue reading →: Literary Revelations’ Haiku for Soulmates
It gives me great pleasure to say Haiku for Soulmates, edited by Gabriela Marie Milton and presented by Literary Revelations Publishing House, is now live on Amazon. I’m honored that my work was accepted into this anthology, and hope you’ll honor this beautiful anthology with your readership. Congratulations to the…
Hello,
I’m Judith
Or rather the pseudonym I’m currently using here is Judith. That name also belongs to one of my characters, who I gave it to as a test of sorts. My poetry, which centers on translating minor moments into obscure observations, has appeared in various collections under different names. My psyche resides along the Singing River.
Semi-Random Reflections 