Squeezin' the Plebian Rag

Well, since the world did not in fact end yesterday, you can all celebrate by reading a poem of mine at the Plebian Rag. Fans of theater may be amusued.

A New Blogpost, A New Poem, A New Day

I wrote a new post up on my Manchild blog. It is a defense of the liberal arts degree, among other things. Mostly a defense of myself I suppose.

But why should I have to do that? I have a poem that's been up at Poetic Medicine for a while.

Also, according to my stats, I'm apparently big in Mongolia this week.

Scroll Down to Find Me

Or just search for the term "no comment." That's the name of my new poem up at Writers AMuse Us.

Dirty Children's Stories and Other Tales

 

According to my stats, I'm big in the Ukraine this week, which is not an accusation that the Ukraine is weak in any shape or form.

This week I have two stories to present to you all.

The first is Archibald's First Words up at Fiction365.

The second is called Julia and Raul and is at Jersey Devil Press. This was an attempt to write a nice children's story and the result was, well, a little off the mark. I guess I should've chosen a different set of objects to imbue with human traits.



May So Far

I am a featured poet at Scribble Therapy.

I am in this edition of Kerouac's Dog Magazine (you can pay pounds now to read me)

I have another post up at my anti-Manchild project. Today I received an email and it turns out my first task might come to pass. More details will follow.

Also, I had a weird dream last night where I overdosed on beer and bacon, then shaved off my mustache in a gastropub.

I Don't Wanna Be a Manchild

I'm starting a side project that you all can read about and follow here. Enjoy. Anyone who wants to swap links, I'm down.