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I have three new poems, “Herald of Herald Square,” “Adirondack Lemniscate,” and “Crumbs,” in the new iARTistas, a special “Invention” issue curated by Charles Jensen. Many thanks to Charlie and Didi for giving them a good home.
Some newly published explorations of words and graphics, text and image interplay at DIAGRAM.
I have a new poem, “Bomb,” from my Impossible Gotham project in Issue 14 of The American Poetry Journal.
My poem “Xanadu Xanadu” from my Impossible Gotham book project appears in PoetsArtists #73, published in conjunction with the exhibit “Freak Out!”, an homage to disco, at Zhou B Art Center. If you’re in Chicago, you should swing by the opening April 15th, and if you can’t make that, the exhibit will be up until Read More …
I spent far too little time submitting work to journals in 2015, partly out of that weird post-book fatigue I seem to experience in the months after a collection comes out (other poets, do you experience this too?). But I’ve committed to reengaging in 2016 with journals, getting work back out in the world. What Read More …
A poem from my Impossible Gotham manuscript, “1 January 200X,” appears in the new iARTistas (Issue 13 – January 2015).
I’ve had three poems appear recently at Blue Fifth Review: “Rune Stories” appeared in their Winter Quarterly: City (February 2013/13.4) “There Are Characters I Omit;” appeared in their Poetry Special (December 2013/13.23) “The Library The Lion” appeared in their collaboration issue. The poem is in response to a drawing by Portrait of Dennis (In His Library) by Ira Joel Haber. The first Read More …
As promised, here are some more interviews: A self-interview up at The Nervous Breakdown. My literary influences interrogate me. Poet and novelist Collin Kelley interviews me in his “Five Questions…” interview series at Modern Confessional. On the anthology front, my poem “What Part of Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell Don’t You Understand?” is in the new Love Rise Read More …
Thunderstorms flooding the city. Air so heavy with humidity and pollution and rotting trash it’s hard to breathe. Showering multiple times a day to stay cool and get the film off your skin. Ah New York in the summertime. It’s around this time every year I start dreaming of Autumn and crisper days and getting Read More …