Category Archives: poems
I’m delighted to announce that I’ve had some work accepted for publication recently. The newly formed Erotix Literary Journal of Somatics includes four of my pieces: “sluice,” “the silence shapes the rhythm,” “flame to ash,” and “when you fall.” Three … Continue reading
Gina Falcon and Swimming With Elephants Publications released this wonderful little trailer for my book: check it out!
Out in Print published a review of my book! Here’s an excerpt: Divided into two sections, “Everyone’s Father Dies of Something” and “Desert Solitaire,” the intent of this chapbook is clear from the outset. This will be about death, grief, … Continue reading
you could be anywhere suspended in limitless dark but in fact you’re on a bridge. the dark is as necessary as the river. everything that lives grows from both.
Lisa Gill writes, Turn these pages and “the barrel jumps/ in your hand and the stock / kicks your shoulder.” Inside The Bones of This Land, you’ll find a love taut as cells on the brink of dividing. Whether cancer, … Continue reading
The Bones of This Land is available for purchase! You can get it on Amazon. or Barnes & Noble! The first full length publication by author Kat Heatherington. This collection won the Swimming with Elephants Publications Chapbook Competition of 2017. … Continue reading
I should have the final proof of my book sometime this week, and I’m extremely excited. Meanwhile, I have two events planned so far for the release of The Bones of This Land. Book Release Reading & Celebration Saturday, October … Continue reading
Swimming with Elephants Publications had a chapbook competition this summer. I spent the last weeks of May working my tail off to send in a manuscript. Winners were announced last weekend at the Power to the People Poetry Slam, which … Continue reading
i remember your first purr. small creature in from the wild, slowly learning to trust me. you had not purred in years, and you were rusty, motor sputtering, body half-tensed for flight. but you let me stroke your chin, slowly, … Continue reading
if the winter night sky and each other are all we’ve got then we will have to find a way for that to be enough.