4/13/13
I was the collective youth in search of the other side of America. I sure tried my hardest to flipContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
7/26/14
It smells like smoke, sweat from every color of skin, and alcohol at the dance in the park. Summer isContinue Reading
Pointing At Trees
From February 26, 2013 I remember that walk to the yacht club. I marveled at the rich people, weathered onContinue Reading
Wanderbundle
From December 13, 2012 Motion. I write about this word constantly, and long time readers may even have tired ofContinue Reading
Poem From the John Hancock Tower, 1am
She said, ‘I’m just all about texture.’ We’re reading minds dozens of metres above the illuminated earth. Thank you forContinue Reading
Place Your Hope In Summer, Son
From August 19, 2012 ae Place your hope in summer, son; it surely shall return. And rest ye not inContinue Reading
Paris Snaps
From August 4, 2012 So for lack of a full-sized, detailed blog about my past trip, here are some memoir-style poeticContinue Reading