Hey, gang — turns out I’ve been nominated to receive Publication of the Month from Spillwords Press for my poem, “school shooter.”
If you’re feeling so inclined, you can vote for the piece right here.
Hey, gang — turns out I’ve been nominated to receive Publication of the Month from Spillwords Press for my poem, “school shooter.”
If you’re feeling so inclined, you can vote for the piece right here.
Warner Bros.

I found another picture of Roanoke’s truly enormous turkey vultures!! (I’m doing that thing where you rediscover those cool old photos when you clean out your computer files. Snow pics are coming.)

Oil on canvas.


Canto 9, Verses 87 – 89.

Oh my god — I just caught myself wearing socks with sandals.
And I was ONCE SO HIP.
[Narrator:] He was never hip.
I have a dear, wise friend whose eyes can turn any of the varying shades of blue that you see in this photo — depending on the day’s light and her day’s fortunes.
Someday we’re going to get to see Norway.

Photo credit: Edmund Schilvold, CC BY-SA 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0, via Wikimedia Commons
Twentieth Century-Fox Film Corporation.

When you’re walking around downtown all alone and paranoid at night and some OTHER paranoid dude by himself gives you the side-eye, and you’re like, “There but for the grace of God go waaaaaaiaminute.”
Well played, universe. Well played.