Hello, readers and followers of Where My Poems Go!

This little publication, which is now nearly eighteen months old, has always been a little corner of space where I can share my poetry with you, and for that, I am enormously grateful.

But I have some extra news to share…


One is the tantrum-iest number

1.) If Teddy wipes boogers on 548 different surfaces inside the house, how many Clorox wipes will his mommy need to sacrifice to kill all the germs?

2.) Sierra has five hotdogs. She gives one to her little brother as a bribe to keep quiet about who gave the dog…


So you’re using the public bathroom, already scared out of your wits because there could be COVID germs in addition to all the regular germs when suddenly BLAMO! The toilet flushes at a velocity that would put Niagra Falls during the spring melt to shame. …


The memory of the day I cracked my face against the crisp ice and my grandfather, aged eighty-two, rose up laughing and helped me drag the toboggan back uphill for another frigid run.

The first time I breathed in the blessed notes of Notre Dame cathedral and crept reverently into…

Elle Rogers

Mommy. Wife. Writer. Lunatic. My debut poetry collection, “The Weight of Need”, is available on Amazon.

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