Sarah Brockhaus

@scbrock.bsky.social

Poet // MFA from LSU // PhD student @ UNT // co-editor of The Shore Poetry

A lot of poems start for me with random snippets of early memories that I don’t know why stuck with me, until the poem becomes a way to make sense of it. The one that became this poem has been following me for years, and I’m really glad storySouth gave it a home! storysouth.com/stories/a-li...

A Lie of Linearity - storySouth

As a child I saw it: time going arrhythmic—A big sister was holding a little sister’s hand, they were maybe six and three, the older one’s eyes were searching for their mother, that is all it could be...

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I had a dream I was trying to kill a cockroach and it kept repairing itself somehow and then it became a tall blonde man and started fighting back by launching rubber bands at my face with surprisingly great accuracy. Interpretations?

Life really is just applying to things, isn’t it. You just apply to things and then you apply to more things and to other things and then sometimes you get the courtesy of a copy and paste response.

I’m having so much fun teaching comp this semester (our topic is ways of knowing). This week we talked about fear and they came up with fears they think are inherently human. One group decided on the fear of being forgotten, and that we counteract that by caring for the people around us :)

Just finished reading Courtney Kampa’s brilliant poetry collection. I really can’t recommend it enough, I think everyone should read it. It brought me to tears multiple times, it feels like something very precious and important.

The cover of Courtney Kampa’s poetry collection Bright and Borrowed Light