Yeah, still digging through life, you guys. Going back back back through the archives of old websites to find old poetry. Thought I’d post a few here––ones that won’t be getting a rewrite/revision/repurpose. These aren’t my best by any means, …
Tag: Poem
30 days of Instagram sobriety: a writer pontificates (and complains)
Oh, the gram. This is the first time since I joined the platform, back in the old days, that I have taken a very deliberate break: deleting the app from my phone and adhering to virtual platform silence for over …
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The pathway to a book: “Ideas are driven by a single impulse: to be made manifest.”
–quote: Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic– Most writers, at some point — no matter what kind of writing they do — toy with the idea of writing a book. What “book” means to different writers, is of course different, but the …
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Le secret de la vie
There are still white shrouds, blue skies cannibalizing white puffs of cloud. A soundtrack on antique canvas. On the other side of the world, familiar brush strokes pink bells hang in the salmon sky Like tattered-heart blood, pumping. We are …
