My first book of poetry, American Memorial, is available for purchase now. It’s a collaborative effort fusing poetry and photography to … More
The banks, they are alive and thriving. The banker’s hands are tired, overworked. Do you see? The billboards, they … More
I am caught, inexplicably, in my own shadow. This is a darkness my eyes cannot adjust to.
Tomorrow evening I will be reading selections from my upcoming and first poetry book tentatively titled Betweens, as well as … More
Angel has four children. Each with their names and faces and minds— unique yet alike. Angel was in prison … More
Waves push pull, the media bobs at the shifting surface. Waves push pull; we swallow brine like sunshine rays. … More
For Raymond Carver Even with time’s lapsing, water continues to fill the pages of your stories I’ve inherited. Examined as … More