reconstruction
Today’s poem is the first January River thing that’s been published elsewhere, which is really exciting! Check it out!
Today’s poem is the first January River thing that’s been published elsewhere, which is really exciting! Check it out!
One thing I’ve been discovering as I’ve started submitting things to places that might want to publish them is that there is actually a “market” for reprints.
Butt cheek! / Butt cheek! / my daughter proclaims / to the world
When I have a chance to see a band live, I get as much out of the experience as I can. Seeing a show is a good reminder that the secret sauce is hard work.
The floor is paved with wooden planks / rough and scratched / peeling, mismatched
September always makes me hyper-aware of change, which makes sense. It’s also really self-indulgent, but this IS a blog.
At six forty-six p.m. / they’re still laying great big chunks of granite / in the yard
I wrote most of an essay, then realized it amounted to five-hundred words on how “writing is hard.” So I scrapped it.
I’m still publishing something every Tuesday, but new poetry/prose/art will be every other week. That gives me the time I need for longer, more complex stuff.