Ecstasy (A Poem)

This is a love poem, but blogging it is also an elegy. The magazine it originally appeared in circa 2014 (print, no less), was the now-defunct From the Well House. It's a shame when any creative endeavour has to end, although I may have been part of the problem, being that I never knew until... Continue Reading →

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Uh Yeah, Me Neither… (A Poem)

Do you take all your poems out ‘round back? Fantasize about them during teleconferences? Sketch them from memory by candlelight when the wind sounds like orgasmic gasps? Does your blood burst in your genitals when you feel the line break? Do you try to conjure their smell and end up hyperventilating? Tell me, do you... Continue Reading →

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