it’s the bones that i’m thinking about. the frame. that which goes unspoken for but consistently holds me up. there is a stream that runs through green hills beneath a harsh sun. the grass has barely started to brown, to burn. and at the far edges of this still life is a frame that holds … More the anatomy of a 31-year-old man
EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE AND I WANT TO SLEEP FOR AT LEAST TWO WEEKS. I’m excited to say my second collection of poetry, Hero Victim Villain, will be released on June 24th from Stubborn Mule Press. This collection is mostly an accumulation of poems that I wrote late 2017 to early 2019. The first poem in the … More Hero Victim Villain – Book Release
Hey friends, As a lot of you know, over the last three months I’ve been running an online literary journal, South Broadway Ghost Society. One thing I’m doing with this project is an annual print journal, featuring writing paired up with art pieces. Yesterday I launched a fundraiser for the project. If you are interesting … More Fundraiser for South Broadway Ghost Society
My friend Nate Ragolia, who runs Spaceboy Books, was nice enough to invite me back onto his podcast/game show, despite me lying through my teeth the first time around. “A Vague Idea” is a game show podcast where a group of people are given random topics and assigned points based on how much they know … More A Vague Idea – Six Guest Super Show
*just about every year on my birthday I write an “Anatomy of a … Year Old” poem. Thank you for reading. i am a giant lizard monster trying to lay down comfortably in a sprawling metropolis but the buildings scratch at my back the cars pierce my feet like legos i fold myself ragdoll into … More The Anatomy of a 29 Year Old Human (2017)
I’ve already learned something about these poems. They don’t belong on the internet. They belong to me. This isn’t about you perceiving my journey. It’s about me immersing myself in my journey. I can’t be caught up in my story if I keep turning the pages for you. Goodbye.
great wonder beyond the wall the wall beyond the shadows of something the shadows of something beyond enveloped life oversaturated perfection inconsistent adulterated human experience swept clean like dead flies from the floor beneath the burning building “enso” is a Japanese word meaning circle. ensos are symbolic of many things including enlightenment, infinity and the … More enso poem one
I kind of feel like a field of ten thousand oranges, like a universe made up entirely of suns, like some sort of cosmic relief to be freed from subterranean dirt, like I’ve worked my way through codependent alcohol-induced relationships and deciphered every single Fall Out Boy lyric. I kind of feel like God, except … More The Anatomy of a Thirty Year Old Man
though once her hair was wild it is now tamed seeking refuge from a long life in the sanctuary of a black bandana her eyes sunken in like great ships set ablaze in the starry night beneath her eyebrows like clouds that dissipate slowly through time her wrinkles have formed like drylands under the salt … More An Old Woman of Arles
you are not a flower. you do not rise from the soil like some dandy little spark of life you are not overflowing with green vanity you just are. when spring hits you do not bloom you do not rise up from the cold winter to burst forth into some spectral showcase of expressionistical color … More You Are Not a Flower
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