May 5, 2017
The Mourning After is Now Available in Paperback! She told me she could read palms, immediately grabbed my hand and started analyzing my lines.
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The Mourning After is Now Available in Paperback! She told me she could read palms, immediately grabbed my hand and started analyzing my lines.
A Review: Crumbling Utopian Pipedream by Scott Wozniak
A Review: Crumbling Utopian Pipedream by Scott Wozniak
Any half an idiot can put a pin in their vein and flush their life away. It takes a whole other type of idiot to stop spiking their veins and turn their idiocy into noteworthy social commentary. That, friends, is exactly what Scott Wozniak has done in Crumbling Utopian Pipedream. These poems are straightforward, unapologetic and altogether, honest. Honesty is a tricky customer, a word often…
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Working Through History
The journalist joked that when he took a short nap he’d missed a few breaking news stories. All the other journalists on the New York Times podcast laughed though their exhaustion.
If this presidency were an animal it would be bleeding from a few serious wounds right now.
Reporters and on air personalities are devising creative, near poetic ways to express their fresh bewilderment with every…
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Poetry Editor
I’ve been reading poetry submissions for Moran Pressfor about six months. Now Stephen Moran has asked me to work directly with poets whose work we’ve accepted. I, of course, suggested a chat group, because I love chat groups: the goal of the group being to incubate new poetry, to learn from and nurture each other’s work. I’m very excited to get started, and today is day one. Wish me some poetic…
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Notes From My Convalescence
Notes From My Convalescence
Needless to say, the past few years have taken a toll on me. After the election disaster, finally, my physical health began to falter. Doctors began having the kinds of conversations with me they had never had before. Approaching forty-five: overweight and overstressed with a family history of high blood pressure and diabetes. Not smart, poet.
So I fell into a hibernation of sorts: cut down on…
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