Oh, No! Stairs!

Ouch / oo / eh / Oww

A Bit of Nostalgia in the Basement

poor books, / I will pick you / up off the carpet / one day

Basement Warm-up

This writing is less the craft heavy and prosody poised work that keeps process hidden behind closed doors of the poet’s writing studio and their intellectual hesitance, and more the freestyle, live over home-made beats push for moments of flow.

Thrall

I am other / sound of thunder

Water Damage

might / watch / the Matrix Trilogy & / drink / a 2 litre

Back Porch Revel

It was high time / I got out of there

Light

Light is a little like…

Against the Grain

These / dots / these evil / deep, dark / drops / I / can’t / stand / them / must / stop / them

Kinda Funny Traced Poems

Funny-ish poems about my morning commute when I lived in Dresden, Humpty Dumpty and a Martian.

Traced Visual Poems

Visual poems that are basically my high school experience.

Break Up Poem

… because I am a fool.

If Ya Wanna Dance with Me

The poem was written over the imagined form of a dancing body, which was followed by tracing the dancer with the help of, you guessed it, my overhead projector.

Overhead Projector Poem-ing 5

For this group of Overhead Projector Poem-ing poems I decided I would take my fancy projector to the Wick Poetry Center.

Something I’m Working On

A project I’m working on that involves a deep fascination with circles that move & live.

A Visual Poem

…and killed the dean’s dog with what we thought were caps.

Hip Hop Influence

Biggie rhyming hippopotamus with preposterous did me in. That was it. I was like, Okay, maybe there is more to sonics than just sonnets and nursery rhymes. Exceptional things happen here.