Friday, February 17, 2023

Tuesday, January 24, 2023

Friday, January 20, 2023

My Scheme: Fun with Punctuation

 


A SHORT POEM by YOURS TRULY. A sort of Finnegan's Wake structure condensed into a scam spam email. Or is it the other way around? Thanks to CAUSTIC FROLIC for publishing it.


Tuesday, January 17, 2023

Kafka, Asbestos, & Prose

 

Image by Frank Jackdaw

Good news, I won a small writing contest. This one was held to promote the work of Robin Hemley's new novel Oblivion, an "after autobiography" where a recently deceased writer gets to encounter Franz Kafka in the afterlife. Read my entry and enjoy.

Sunday, January 15, 2023

Eat Your Mixed Greens

 

Have something in common with me by reading the newest issue of Common House and read my poem "Mixed Greens."


Thursday, December 29, 2022

Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Sunday, December 11, 2022

Listening to Podcasts (kinda) Pays Off

The latest issue of Harpy Hybrid features a poem of mine A Critical Path to Forty. The genesis of the poem involved listening to the above YouTube show, which only lasted through the early part of quarantine. Maybe it will the longest lasting testament to its existence, these lines uncovered from a hard drive ten centuries in the future and leading cyborg lizard scholars to speculate on the nature of this dirtbag art show.

 





Wednesday, November 23, 2022

NATURE, BUT MAKE IT GLOSSY

 


Hey all, Happy Thanksgiving. Read a short poems I wrote about petals in Issue 5 of Dollar Store Mag.

Thursday, November 17, 2022

Saturday, October 8, 2022

Paddling Along

 


A blast from our recently hotter past. Paddler has generously published a poem of mine: "Late August News" in their latest issue (number 6), hot off the press in Peterborough, Canada


Tuesday, October 4, 2022

A Return to Prose Posts

 As some of you may know I am now studying for an MFA at Long Island University. Is studying the right word? I guess technically I'm a candidate. But not THE Candidate. That remains Robert Redford. Yes, the academic bug finally bit me. Who knows how far it will burrow inside. Classes have been good so far, lots of readings and such as you can imagine. I'm learning about the history of the novel and this little thing called "show don't tell." Oh damn. Did I just violate it? In one of my classes, Crossing Genres, we are exploring different forms of writing. One of our first lessons focused on flash fiction. I haven't written much of it, but since that class I've been trying out the form. It used to be easier for me to write 50,000 words than something restricted to a 1,000. Or at least to be proud of the result. Now I can say I'm making progress on this front. Or, show you with a link to one of the first prose pieces I've published in a while. It's called The Magic Palm and it's in the Bright Flash Literary Review. The picture below (not the one on the website) is what inspired it. For all you prose lovers out there, rejoice.


Saturday, October 1, 2022

The Lover's Eye finds the Real King

 


Thanks to Lover's Eye Press for publishing a poem of mine in their sex issue. I mean, sixth issue. The poem is titled: The Real King. Go for irrelevancy, the stay for the majesty.