Writing Novels
It’s my turn to spin, My turn to begin. Sometimes it’s the end Then I bend and bend, The guts and the...
It’s my turn to spin, My turn to begin. Sometimes it’s the end Then I bend and bend, The guts and the...
THANATOS I wish I wanted to live More than I do. This drive To say no to life is sly, Not a drive at all but...
NOTE: Since writing this jocular piece, which intentionally makes light of the whole identity business, I...
I have been on medical leave for three months. I had three tears in my rotator cuff repaired and biceps...
A chapter from Isle of Dogs, the work in progress that consumes all the oxygen around here: The dorm room...
FROM MY BOOK IN PROGRESS, ISLE OF DOGS The first letter came unexpectedly. He had never received one before....
Few artists transform a medium and deliver pure pleasure their audience. I can’t begin to recount the...
Ghost I pretend to live In attic doors and radiators My cold kiss taps Lips close to ear Caress careless...