The Details
The devil is in them—and in plenty of other pies too. A poem composed for Tuesday night’s “100 Days of Protest” reading.
PoetryA collection of 63 posts
Life on Earth
This poem is not about the election, but it does accurately represent the way I feel about it.
Salt Crusted on Automotive Glass
Between me and the decadent majesty of the salmon-red cliffs of eastern Utah, a ghost landscape stands sentinel. A poem.
The Golem
Mud thou art, and unto mud shalt thou return. Unless, that is, you're reckless enough to think you can transform yourself.
Telegraph
Mechanisms for transmitting words and thoughts and emotions across the gulfs of time and space are not exclusively recent phenomena.
Erasure
This morning I came downstairs to find that you’d thrown out all the pictures of us.