It’s not laziness, there is effortin remaining stilllegs not locked but loosearms rested but ready, unconsciouslyshifting weight, absorbing shockslike a sailor out to sea, or a commuterjostled over steel railswith a pulse steady as the… Read More »untitled poem 3
Though I’d pass along this write up about Jack Ridl. He’s an inspirational teacher, and along with Susan Atefat Peckham was a great mentor for me at Hope College.
On June 12th, 2009 the networks shifted to DTV. If you haven’t noticed, either you don’t have a TV or have the ability to conjure programs from watching static snow, much like those cryptic pictures… Read More »The News Cycle and Shared Symptoms of Shock
I just sent out five flash fiction pieces (four of them Donnie and Sam stories, the fifth a story about bread in Japan) to this contest through NPR.Wish me luck!
So, I’m writing this novel, or supposed to be writing this novel — the line gets blurred at times so it’s hard to tell if I am writing a novel or merely making myself feel… Read More »Also Known As
Secondhand Offerings Help-less, a bystandermore used to repairing with my handssolving problems with my mindlike what to do with the cat-clawed screenhow to fill the freedom from a relationshipfatigued through repetitive motionwhich will wear any… Read More »Secondhand Offerings
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As a teenager, I drankhatred like an animalglutted at the streamits stomach distended. If I could hateyou, I wouldlet that feeling wash overdrown out the memories from a summer nightflights across the country, the comfortof… Read More »untitled poem 2
I’m three quarters of the way through this book. Meant to push through it last night, but got caught up things. Also, the book isn’t uplifting, so I wasn’t in the mood to be slightly… Read More »To the Lighthouse
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