I might have ridden the tower high — I lost four hours of my life under the Eiffel Tower. It was the smuggled hash in wool socks before our jets were javelins and you could carry a package through customs without your name on the box, said the man who waited with me in the glass room of…

Follen Church | Poetry Service | October 30th, 2022 — I belong to a Unitarian Universalist Church in Lexington, MA called Follen Church. I was asked to read an original poem during a service that focused on creative writing and music. The poem I wrote and performed was called All I Have Left. The reading was recorded, and I’ve placed…

Passengers | Issue #7 | November 2022 — It is an honor to have a poem published in the November 2022 Issue #7 of Hare’s Paw Literary Journal. You can visit the issue and click my name to jump to the poem titled Passengers. About the poem I had the idea for this poem as I inventoried a list of stories…

harbors a superiority complex. Let’s dress up and hold a hollow bar across the world, force a game of limbo, listen for the whip crack of knees, the punch grunt of new pain. Shred our knuckles swollen, bath them in bandages. This is a game where we see how long…

The night is not the only place you can view the far edge of the galaxy. — I don’t expect us to be forced together — how we can’t stop inventing stories of swords & knights & darkness beating back a scourge of irreverence. A monster always loves a princess & the sky looks as real as a real family. The night is not the only place…

On The Line, Place of Stones, Anxious Prayer | Issue 11 | September 2022 — I am excited to announce that I have three poems appearing in Issue #11 of The Banyan Review. I hope you stop over and give them a read along with all the other poets. The three poems published there are: On The Line Written as a nihilistic meditation during the pandemic about the…