I’m reading poems a week from tonight with some awesome people! See complete details for reading here.
Also, I will have copies of my chapbook Office Work for sale!
Or, you can buy a copy of it from Greying Ghost. Thank you again to Carl Annarummo!
See you guys next Sunday??
I have two poems up this week at RealPoetik. So, so awesome.
Today I have a feeling in my heart that feels like this:
It is beautiful, but distant. Untouchable and sad.
I have some poems up in the latest issue of Word For/Word.
Thanks to Jon Minton for letting me send him a last minute revision!
I have 2 poems in Coconut 14. Am in very good company! Exciting.
Am having a very Teenage Fanclub night.
It feels completely appropriate right now.
Behind surrender lies a small pool. There people gather and wade in up to their knees. They scoop up handfuls of sand from the bottom, sifting for white stones. The pool is calm until it is not, until a current shrugs forth surprising the people every time. They continue sifting; they each always have something to show.
We pull over. We park and enter a flurry of activity. The big, long stretch and the essays from magazines. After some time we decide to get going again. The formula mostly looks out across the dash, a moral sheen, and heating vents. We don’t pay attention after a while. We watch lights on the dash turn on and off. We never talk at the toll booth, alternating snaps. The woman next to us gets out and opens her trunk. She removes the boxes from inside and places them on the asphalt. She climbs in and closes the lid behind her.