Poetry
I Am Older Than My Mother
a poem about my mom
Poetry
a poem about my mom
patriarchy
on being a man
Interview
new podcast episode
welcome
skipped lines and wrong doors
deconstruction
new podcast episode
Newsletter
what death bears witness to
Poetry
a poem about religious cheapskates.
Poetry
In the 5:30am lateness I awake to find the bed rattled, the coffee unmade, medication untaken, the day un-begun. A cat paw at my feet, mewing for, I don’t know. Breakfast? I was dizzy when I opened my eyes, world twister, turning, topsy turve-ing. That happens these days,
Poetry
pucker up love
deconstruction
deconstruction