What arms are these that I have found set gently against the ground? They fit just fine and within them is a sense of something new. An eastern wind blows in as I pluck an apple from the tree that I grew beside. These arms change in an intimate set of seasons. These arms that … More The Anatomy of a 32-Year-Old Man
I’ve been sitting on this new project, South Broadway Press, for a while now and as of late, some members of the team and myself decided we want to put together a poetry anthology to raise funds for a local non-profit, Denver Food Rescue. Here is the details which you can also find on the … More Thought For Food | Submit to South Broadway Press’ First Poetry Anthology
slink up behind them in the stale of night with a baseball bat with nails sticking out of the end and bash them in the head like a zombie terrorizing your childhood home. do not listen to their bullshit. bitch back. stomp on their toes. poison their drinking water. let the fucking curse words shout … More How to Read My Poems
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 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’ve caught me in your net, my dear. I’m not struggling I’m just begging for more food. I’m napping and dreaming of never leaving your doorstep. I’m napping and dreaming of your blood running down my chin. I’m chaotic neutral punchy dry lovely motherfucker these days. The way I smile around the grocery store with … More WOLF.
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