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Two prose poems published recently in the Blue Mountain Review & Unbroken

 

MAN AT THE BUS STOP

 

Not mumbling as much as he’s humming. Not a song—more like a refrigerator. Without provocation, he turns to me, “You don’t regret what you did, but what you didn’t do.” He then recalls all the girls he didn’t fuck back in high school. Their names rise from his mouth like ghosts. His eyes reach to grab them before they float away. He says he hasn’t seen his mother in years. “She never wanted children, and I spent my life reaffirming her thoughts.” Snow falls, backlit by streetlights. He fumbles a harmonica from his peacoat. Plays I’ll Be Home for Christmas.



 

TO THE BRIM
 

for my brother, 1969-2007

 

My shadow elongates across the bedroom floor as the afternoon wears on. It’s like watching home videos of someone else’s children. Somewhere else, a man I once knew, once loved, finds himself in the woods. Inside a rotting log, he comes across a white coffee cup the size of a human heart. A crack runs the length of the cup. A hairline fracture in a skull. As night falls, my shadow becomes one with the carpet. In darkness, there’s only the shape of darkness. Like a tooth belonging to an old lion, the cup's handle is broken and jagged. The man I once knew, once loved, raises his eyes to the full moon. It’s like looking into an empty coffee cup. I mount my hobby horse and gallop through a field of wild pinwheels. I’m grinning like a jackass. Somewhere ahead of me is a man I once knew, once loved, holding an empty coffee cup, hoping I brought something to fill it with, something vitalizing and warm.

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So very proud to have my poem, November Praise published in this wonderful anthology. I thank James Crews for including my work. The anthology also includes work by Ted Kooser, Ross Gay, Natalie goldberg, Naomi shihad Nye, Dorianne Laux, Joy Harjo, Jane Hirshfield, Tony Hoagland, and many other fantastic writers.

 

 

My new Jazz Fusion album has been released. You can listen to it for free by clicking on the cover below. 

I have a new flash fiction piece called Unmade Beds over at Litro Magazine. Check it out Here:

Many people have often said that they like to hear me read my poems just as much as they like the poems themselves.

So I decided to record a spoken word album. It contains recordings of some "fan favorites" as well as some new work. It also includes snippets of interviews I've done for radio and podcast shows, and there are two musical interludes included.

If you click on where it says "lyrics" you can even read along with the poems. And the best part, you can listen to the album for FREE! Though you do have the option to toss a few coins my way if you wish. This is where you can put that belief in supporting local artists to good use.

You can find it here by clicking below:

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