Woe is me, obviously.
After a month of waiting on the mail system to catch up with priority shipping, it’s here!
Eventually, you find the frozen plums in the icebox.
More poems need to be written and others need revised, but I’m feeling pretty fantastic about seeing my writing evolve.
you should know this if you’ve ever truly kissed
Who in their right mind would acquire 2 overhead projectors, anyway?
the broken and the menders
the fates have spoken / so that’s all
What hierarchy / suggests / your impending / fruitions?
because all people everywhere / know that knowing causes / the greatest sorrow
It’s just a matter / of how many layers / of “me” you release
poor books, / I will pick you / up off the carpet / one day
I have this project or idea, it’s where I take an overhead projector to various places and write out poems, essays, flash fiction and other writing.