My pictures are confused, abrupt, adamant, honest and entirely lacking in foresight. They are made possible only by the depth of my illness and the gift of my sobriety. I have accepted both graciously. They are, individually and as a group, an unwitting self-portrait. Sunday, May 10, 2015.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012. Pleased to announce that my debut full collection of poems, after several pamphlets is forthcoming from Shearsman. More information soon here and at www. Tuesday, November 08, 2011. New englyns and haiku published at Railroad Poetry Project. Wednesday, September 28, 2011. Not posted for a while. Friday, March 11, 2011. Saturday, December 04, 2010.

Friday, July 30, 2010 . Says the suburban boy sitting in his cubicle. Friday, February 26, 2010 . On the Trail of the Dave Rawlings Machine, part 2. Here is what Carolyn wrote for us. For letting me use her photographs of the Dave Rawlings Machine in these entries. In Olympia, Washington in February, the last show of second leg. And, I think .

Saturday, May 07, 2016. The Mermaid On the Moon, a bedtime story. One day, Iris thought of a plan. She asked her dad if she could ride to work with him in the family submarine. All during the trip to his office, Iris paid attention to how her dad drove the sub. When they got there, she left her door unlocked and swam in with him.

MY WORK IS ALSO POSTED ON THESE SITES. PHOTOS; fast cars and motorcycles on Glendora Ridg. Sunday, March 18, 2018. A low ridge leads across the northern portion of the flats, its rocky crags cutting a torn edge across the blue. Wednesday, February 21, 2018. Handsomely built in the 1920s of brick, with s.

Some random lyricism about working class life in rural Appalachia and the Deep South. Friday, January 20, 2012. Took root in that same fertile soil. Gnarled Oak, Knotty Pine.