Originally posted on A Forum for Divergent Literature:
     the lights are always on now, no one ever sleeps.    i am one of those dreamless alien lights; one of those nobody’s cradled in the teeth of a high-rise window. my building’s a fang that pierces an eye of god. i loved you more…

submitting poetry to big(ger) publications. here’s to waiting 6+ months to see if one, or both will be published in the new yorker. the thing that sucks isn’t the waiting, in fact, that’s the best part because i forget completely and therefore all attachment dissolves. the thing that sucks is that i sent them two […]

i was once obscure like food stains under skirts or a film of oil on a flowers tongue but i grew to be a bigger blemish like a birthmark on gods face until i had to hide away so no one saw death had come on many occasions and i, the greeter at the door […]

i am working on two stories for this anthology, actually. one is a collaboration, and one is by only me. i’m in the editing process of this one, having completed it some weeks ago. i’ll be finishing up editing it by tonight (i hope) and sending it in. we’ll see what happens; i’ll find out […]

Originally posted on A Forum for Divergent Literature:
when you become a parent, you become less? a p p a r e n t. until i disappear completely, i can weep into the liquid face of a mirror and speculate about who used to dwell in my iron & carbon skull, before i was the…

slay the beast that like a dissolving silhouette roams at the corner of your eye leaves when you walk to it stays a friendly whisper in your ear on your weakest, ugliest days. find the piece of you that’s rotting (we’ve all got one) hunt it out,                 […]

  a photo i caught of one of my twins… peaking thru the curtain.

some people are only religious when they see Mary on the corner with a heart-wet mouth. h a i l  Mary, full of avian bones and candy wrappers they pick up at disneyland that you never see get thrown away. won’t you be mine? perhaps. she makes them think of their mother smart and streetwise […]

this blog is for writing poetry and stories. i’ve been missing from here lately, because i’ve devoted a lot more time to personal endeavors (working on several short stories, self publishing the poetry book i’ve mentioned, and finishing a full-length novel.) i’ve also been depressed. i usually would have never admitted that, but in this […]

some months ago, i wrote a poem for an anthology chiefly interested in salem history (no, not this one!) and it was accepted for publication. it’ll be featured in the upcoming book named above. you can find more details about it [HERE]. that will apparate you to a pre-order page, but you can read the […]