The Conveniences and the Inconveniences here aren’t real, exactly. They’re fiction stitched from scraps: blackout poems, found lines, erasures from pages no one needed anymore.

I taught humanities at a community college for a long time, instruction that included theory, women’s history, food, gardens, travel, and so forth. These fragments keep that body of work alive in a different shape.

I started making these pieces to see what might grow in the gaps: a fictional cabinet, a mystery under layers, a few stubborn characters whispering through cut-up text. They surprise me, often showing up in poems when they don’t want to be polite prose.

Most of the source scraps are old enough to be free; they're out of copyright, rough around the edges, willing to be torn and marked up without guilt.

It’s serious fun. Serious play. Serious inspiration.

You’ll find more about the resources I use, if you’re curious, on my Idea Pantry page.