Theresa is a poet, and host of two popular poetry venues
in the LA area: Mudpuppy Poetry, originally started in Highland Park at
the Mudpuppy coffee house, and Projectile Poetry at Dutton’s
Books in Brentwood. Her work has appeared in numerous anthologies such
as Looking out of Alhambra, Looking out of Pasadena, and various San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterlies, along with the Poetry and Cookies series through the Alta Dena Library. As a contributing editor, her poetry has appeared on PoeticDiversity, and in various anthologies as a member of the Emerging Urban Poets, and the Echo Space Poetry Collective. She is also editor and one of the directors of the Valley Contemporary Poets-
bringing new voices to the San Fernando Valley. As a small press
publisher, she has put out a number of her own anthologies series,
chapbooks and has appeared on various television and radio programs
featuring her poetry, as well as being asked to perform her one woman
show. Known for writing about family in her prose, storytelling style,
she has been featured at most all the venues in Los Angeles, asked to
perform at book fairs, art openings, and has toured as part of a poetry
troupe…but her dream came true when she was asked to feature at
Beyond Baroque in Venice, CA…more than once. She is also an art
therapist, with a M.A. in a psychology related field- working with and
writing about cancer survivors and the incarcerated. From her work as a
photographer/filmmaker and working with “at risk” youth as
a grant recipient and “artist in residence” she is
completing a documentary on kids and creativity.
Dad holds me tight-
Dancing with dad
The square dance begins at 7.
Sacrifice was her middle name, she believed in God.
She did not like me wearing short skirts,
or tops that exposed too much skin.
Long-sleeved shirts were best, she'd say, "even in summer".
She forgave fully, she was a saint.
She had no enemies- except for herself.
When I asked her why she was so good, she'd say
"that’s just the way I was raised."
She was a fragile dandy-lyon,
blowing every which way the wind did.
Being with her sisters was her favorite place.
She laughed more with them, than with us kids.
When I asked her why she’d say,
"I’ve know them longer than you."
© 2007 Theresa