Daniel took a walk everyday because playing in his room became lonely. He wove from the east end of town to the south, From the north end of town to the west, Wearing blue jeans in the summer Because his only shorts were too large and had no pockets, And in shorts, the socks he … Continue reading Daniel Walking Alone
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Illustrating a Poetry Volume
I'm currently working on illustrations for a poetry volume I intend to self-publish. The collection will largely feature pieces that qualify as "previously published" that I have compiled from the past eleven years of posting poetry online as well as many others that have never been shared before. Below are samples of the sketches I've … Continue reading Illustrating a Poetry Volume
Daniel of Corsica
Daniel was a quiet boy, because talking got him hurt. He knew how much the teachers hated to hear him speak. He spoke at the wrong times. He spoke at the wrong volume. He spoke to the wrong people. He spoke of the wrong things. Daniel scribbled and scratched and filled his notebooks. “Look at … Continue reading Daniel of Corsica
Earl at the Far Side of Space
Past home and shore and sea and stars Beyond our hope of owning Mars, Past planetary fashioned forms Where stars are cold and ice is warm, There lives someone whose name is Earl. Earl is not man. Earl is not girl. Earl is not light and is not sound But large enough to strip both … Continue reading Earl at the Far Side of Space
New Hill Lane – Beginning a Story with a Place
I wrote this recently as the possible opening for an untitled orphanage project that I've otherwise shelved, but it's a perfect example of one of my favorite ways to commence and build a story: beginning with a setting. Please enjoy! New Hill Lane never grew used to the attention. Jutting from the apex of a … Continue reading New Hill Lane – Beginning a Story with a Place
“Your Favorites” – Day 30 of National Poetry Month
Dryer balls and midnight tea, Organic soaps, our indoor tree, 12 grain and seed bread (sugar free), I never thought this way. Now wind chime shells and flat sole shoes, And plans for Fifth Element tattoos, And where we’ll take that couple’s cruise When nothing’s in our way, Like busy bees who hate to roam, … Continue reading “Your Favorites” – Day 30 of National Poetry Month
Found Poem: “The Gardener” – Day 29 of National Poetry Month
As long as the roots are not severed All is well And all will be well In the garden In the garden The trees are strong my lord Their roots go deep Could you please tell me where I can find a garden to work in? There is much to be done during the winter … Continue reading Found Poem: “The Gardener” – Day 29 of National Poetry Month
“A Taste of Armageddon” – Day 28 of National Poetry Month
If it had to be, then I had to do it. It forced me. It made itself to be. Of course, I did it. If there was no other way, then this was the best way. It had to be. Nothing else would do. Of course. Things happen. All things happen. This one thing happens. … Continue reading “A Taste of Armageddon” – Day 28 of National Poetry Month
“American Midnight” – Day 27 of National Poetry Month
Imperial street lamps to untamed starlight, Striding in the unsafe carnival Drunk on the unnamed attitude Sober in the sight of enemies Dangerous in the eyes of friends Restlessly metropolitan Sleeplessly middle American Nervously coastal, As the store fronts close, were already closed, stay open Where the news reports, is received, is made Sleeping the … Continue reading “American Midnight” – Day 27 of National Poetry Month
“Julia” – Day 26 of National Poetry Month
I met Julia while drinking my feelings On the handicap ramp near the street. We liked the same beer. She bummed me a cigarette Or three by the end. She hated the crowds. I hated her jacket. She picked on the t-shirt I wore. We both noticed this guy inside stumbling over himself. Neither of … Continue reading “Julia” – Day 26 of National Poetry Month
The Favoring Wind 