Works

Essays
"I Would Take You There, if I Could" - Sirens Conference, news, October 2020. 

"Mermaid Hair" - luciajournal, stories, January 2017.

"In the Lighthouse" - luciajournal, stories, July 2016.

Poetry


"Refuge" - Villains & Vengeance: A Sirens Benefit Anthology, edited by Natalie J. Case, Sept 2021.


"When the Gunman Comes" - The 2017 Rhysling Anthology, edited by David C. Kopaska-Merkel, 2017.


"When the Gunman Comes" - Mythic Delirium Magazine, Issue 2.3, Jan 2016.
      *This poem was nominated for a Rhysling Award in January 2017.

"The Tree to Her Human Neighbors" - The Yellow Chair Review, Issue 6, Mar 2016.
Stories

"Eldeen"- Heroes & Hellions: A Sirens Benefit Anthology, edited by Natalie J. Case, Sept 2019.


"Flowers for Gretel Gideon"- Rebels & Revenants: A Sirens Benefit Anthology, edited by Natalie J. Case, Sept 2018.


"The Sky Watcher" - Mythic Delirium Magazine, Issue 4.4, edited by Mike Allen, Apr 2018.



"The Nine Trials of Ullah Du" - Witches & Warriors: A Sirens Benefit Anthology, edited by Jessica Corra, Oct 2017.



"Ripe for Rebellion" - Queens & Courtesans: A Sirens Benefit Anthology, edited by Jessica Corra, Oct 2016.


Music


Ballads for Lovesick Bandits, Album by Foulweather Bluff, 2023
    Available on streaming services such as Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon, Soundcloud, and YouTube.

Love Songs for Jilted Mermaids, Album by Foulweather Bluff, 2022
    Available on streaming services such as Spotify, Apple Music, Amazon, Soundcloud, and YouTube.




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