I am honored today to see my poem “Contagion is a Despot Poet” published by Spillwords Press. You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to share my voice at Spillwords Press!
I am honored today to see my poem “Contagion is a Despot Poet” published by Spillwords Press. You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to share my voice at Spillwords Press!
I’m never sure if the expression is “Hear! Hear!” or “Hear, Hear!” or … possibly “Hear here!” or whatever. (Go ask a writer.)
But we need to remember that the next product of Trumpism will likely be 10 times smarter than the man for whom the the phenomenon is named.


Give yourself credit.
We still live in a historically perilous time for our Republic. But a big chunk of said peril just departed The White House — The People’s House — this morning.
You did that. You are, among other things, proof that resistances can win.
You were on the right side of history. And you prevailed.

Belly by Bilbo Baggins, hair by Gandalf the Grey, Eye of goddam Sauron if you comment on either.
I don’t have a middle-aged body, I have a MIDDLE EARTH body.
Print postcard, linen texture.


Maybe there’s some truth to the accusations of “Trump Derangement Syndrome.”
Because, if you think about it, the worst thing he’s done in four years is incite a large-scale terror attack against a full third of the United States government, not to mention his own Vice President and his family.
