Elzada James 

is an autistic mother and poet moored in the mountain lowlands of the Pacific Northwest. She loves to crack a black thumb in her little suburban garden, birdwatch like her grandfather, and make magic anytime she has the capacity to be awake.

She loves a good ghost story. 

And the sound of rain on the roof - such glory! Her heaving soul, made almost entirely of seawater, longs for the calm stretch of quieter days. She is a fisherman's sad daughter, a selkie-woman singing the strangest of songs.

Studying by candlelight the craft of a poem, how to bring our spirits home.