tell me the entire face is mine even the subtle interior like a toy silver bell tell me the riddle at the end of the nose is also mine a red letter "r" or an ember of hair a wing where innocent elbows used to be as if to say, we are each standing at [...]
Tag: chapbook
Stars on a Shelf
there are galaxies in stars not just the mention of it cosmic efforts at daylight and faithfully departing god now in the process of bargaining for civilization the sky glitters like a hammer (only we would choose between carbon and the moon) we are stardust and golden and possible life I've felt a bit awkward [...]
On Pleasure
The idea for this post presented itself to me this morning over coffee, as I was, appropriately, shopping online for products to add to my new skincare regimen and envisioning myself spending the afternoon getting my hair done and then pampering myself at my local L’Occitane boutique. It’s been a long time since I’ve published [...]
Pink Limousine
don’t look now, but our speaker is chasing her tail like a ball of yarn or a lazy shoestring a tuft of stray fur jutting out beneath the collar and a set of heart-shaped whiskers perfectly feathered at the nose to the left of our scene, a landscape like a fishbowl glittering under a giant [...]
Afternoon Tea
This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 1/31/20 An afternoon with a lazy, cool attitude. Listening to Steely Dan and sipping herbal tea. Been reflecting on my journey through various stages of The Used Life and coming to view them more and more as a series of returns. That is, I began [...]
On Reading
I am still deep into my quest for creative inspiration. And if I may say, I am enjoying the quest so much, I am not certain I want it to end. Indeed, I set out nearly two weeks ago, in the hopes of revivifying my poetry, to explore the world of Steampunk. Which has turned [...]
Closed Captions
This post is formatted to reflect an original journal entry. 12/10/19 I like that it’s a cozy, gray morning. Listening to Fleetwood Mac’s Mirage, drinking coffee, and revisiting Rollo May’s The Courage to Create. An observation: the artists I admire most have all cultivated such powerful and unique personal styles. Poets, visual artists, musicians, too. [...]
Lime Dogs
it might be time to runaway with the second kiss a hand on my shoulder you and i tumbling through the forked opening of a shelter we're new suddenly yellow as the fields of creation off the cuff a radio edit forfeiting logic to be blinded by a deeper light the thrust of a paper [...]
Seven Road & Other Poems
I am happy to announce that my first poetry chapbook, Seven Road & Other Poems, is now available for purchase on Etsy. (Going forward, you may access a permanent link through the Books tab on this site's main menu.) This book is 35 pages in length and will be printed and hand-bound to order. It contains several poems [...]
