Halloween (1978), Dir. John Carpenter I have been watching reaction videos of young movie fans. Watching something I know almost verbatim over the shoulder of a millennial is awkward and wonderful and weird all the same. Its also a surprise that many of the films I grew up on 30, 40 years ago still work, …
MARTIAN Sightings
MARTIAN: The Saint Of Loneliness on sale NOW! Am thrilled to announce my second book, MARTIAN The Saint of Loneliness is on sale now. If my first book acts as an introduction into who I am, this book represents what I do as a poet. The book has won the 2021 James Laughlin Award from …
Movie Theater Memories
Roxie Theater marquee, circa 1981 Its now been just over three years since I've entered a movie theater. I never would have predicted such a thing. Never in my life would I have predicted or assumed theaters could go out of business or be replaced by screens carried in one's pocket. Never in my life …
PRE-ORDER MARTIAN: THE SAINT OF LONELINESS
Those Poems You Liked Are Coming Back Into Style Cover Art by Wangechi Mutu I've waited HELLA LONG to announce the birth of my new forthcoming collection, MARTIAN: The Saint of Loneliness which drops September 27. And here is the cover reveal, provided by artist Wangechi Mutu! Pre-orders for the book are going on right …
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Night Parade
Saturday morning—and by morning I mean two am-- My apartment shuddered from what sounded like the roar of a fleet of helicopters landing. My bed idled and vibrated. A full line of cars trafficked up the street, loud guttural ululations from Mustang after Mustang, some with volcanic radios, some from passenger voices rapping in chorus. …
The Blonde & The Bad Luck Monkey (A Poem As Time Machine)
I'm bored. I wrote a poem the other day! but dislike posting brand new poems since I'm supposed to submit them to journals and stuff... If I can ever get it together and follow through. So instead, here is a older poem that I have long loved, but will never read again publicly or publish …
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Something For Nothing
"The painter, Cezanne, would leave blank spaces on his canvas when he couldn’t account for the brush strokes, or the color”--- “How much of your life can you account for? My life is a collage of unaccounted for brush strokes; I am all random”.”― John Guare, Six Degrees of Separation An unoccupied bench in an …
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Knee Diagram From American Family Physician Despite not writing here since November, I've been writing. I began arriving to work extra early exclusively to sit at my desk in a deeply quiet office and journal. The first person to usually arrive is our main attorney, who will be 80 this year and lives across the …
Return to Abnormal or The Slow Boiling Frog or My Precious
My precious One morning while commuting to work, I met one woman as we exited the bus, and on the escalator down she began chatting with me. Where do you work? She asked. What do you do? She asked. She was older, shorter than I, and made me think of my old high school English …
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A Lost Sound
I rarely celebrate my birthday, so instead I get quiet. On the actual date in 2019, my dearest friend took me to see Eric Clapton with neither of us thinking that might be the last live concert for either of us. Over the years, I've made it a Zen exercise to not mention it. I'm …
The Dirty Rat 