Universe is trippy. I don’t feel like posting anything here today, feel more like, my mind is going to explode. I went about something in a round about way and I got assaulted from unexpected directions with honesty in a way I wasn’t expecting, so in return, I decided, fuck it. If I were to …
Tag: poetry
Perhaps You Will Discover…
“A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet I was up in some woods in California yesterday and the day previous, trying to clear my head. It’s been pretty damn cluttered lately. Once …
What We Believe is What We See
“So it is better to speak Remembering We were never meant to survive.” -Audre Lorde “A Litany For Survival” I saw this quote today in one of those literary tattoos people are getting these days. I’m sure in the context of the poem it’s meant to say, “Speak up, because we’ve survived things we weren’t …
Reading From LitQuake, Lenore Kandel’s Poetry
I found these clips of my reading from the Litquake event a couple weeks ago in honor of Lenore Kandel. Lenore Kandel was an amazing female beat poet that I knew nothing of before Evan Karp, a fellow poet, and mind behind Quiet Lightning, invited me to read for Kat Engh and North Atlantic Books, (the …
Visiting Juvy, Again
Finally, I got to spend a day in Juvenile Hall as an adult. I’ve been trying to get inside for a year now, ever since I started working at the county library and realized that there is a library inside of the Juvenile Hall too. The library inside Juvie was made possible by a grant …
Not Invisible
This will be a short(er) post. I know I’ve been writing a lot, lot lately, a lot that only I can probably keep up with. I enjoy myself. I do. I forgot to mention that 6 of my poems are up in the Spring issue of Analog Press: http://analogpress.net/ Apparently I am now also a contributing …
WordPress Blues
I’ve been unfaithful to my blog. I’ve been having a hard time with wordpress lately. It’s feeling cluttered and bulky and suffocating. Sure, it has a lot of features, but I’ve taken a liking to Tumblr, with its simple streamlined posts and the fact that everyone there knows how to tag appropriately so that when …
Polishing Writing for Poetry Mags
I’ve been reading through a list of no-fee submission poetry mags a friend sent to me and have found a few I might actually qualify to submit to, once I polish the stink out of my existing poetry turds. Oh, I know. I think I have some potential or I wouldn’t even be trying, but …
Perambulating Round My Own Delusions.
Working on a random poem, the first I’ve written that wasn’t a song in quite some time. I don’t even know what a lot of it means yet. i.e. only the stillness of impending catastrophe a parable perambulating round and round the siphon of duplicity perambulate: To walk through siphon: convey, draw off, or empty …
Four lines.
It’s a tenuous relationship. You and I, on the tightrope, walking. You and I, on the trapeze, arcing. It’s a best for no one. You and I, in the dark, holding our soggy matches out to dry.