Party of One
All the selves I’ve been are with me. These local selves clamor and convene. Then my extended self gathers me...
Alive
When you’re gifted with a new place to wake, when you’ve been plucked up and set down in a new...
Visitors
At this rate and age, maybe we ought to call ourselves visitors, but as of now we’re residents. Beings-in-residence...
Didn’t You Always Guess
For your listening pleasure, here’s an audio of my poem, Didn’t You Always Guess, which appeared earlier this week in...
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