I feel hollow, as if the pulp of my heart has been scooped out and its shell stripped of texture and color. I have lost poetry, misplaced language. Or perhaps I have siphoned out everything I had to give and... Continue Reading →
I am thrilled to have 3 of my poems in the current print issue of The Opiate Magazine. If you are interested in picking up a copy, you can do so online, or in these bookstores.
It was an honor and a blast to be a part of this very cool exercise, with so many fantastic writers!