"Veni, Vidi, Vici"

Forgive me, my thought process sometimes lacks discipline. I have strange ideas. I'm a sort of armchair philosopher turned poet. This is a writer's blog, but I do not publish my finished work here. I post fragments, pieces, ideas; works in progress. I test out ideas that may or may not become more fully realized. I write flash fiction and poetry. I love generic transgression and experimental poetry. I write mostly about art and failed romance. When all else fails, I post things that inspire me.

Wednesday, June 8, 2022

I'm back! I'm teaching a summer class on literary Modernism.

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 What the heck is that? Well, stay tuned to find out! Maybe check out this video. 
Wednesday, July 17, 2019

They Thought They Were Free,

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"Each step was so small, so inconsequential, so well explained or, on occasion, 'regretted,' that unless one understood what...
Monday, March 4, 2019

Agoraphobia

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Agoraphobia My voice is always too quiet, or too loud. Something has taken my voice; I’m not allowed to shout. Sometimes I sing. I spend a l...
Wednesday, January 25, 2017

The Fire Is All There Is

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This Fire By Alice Notley No one loves you more ... more ... more ...     There were sincere lies eve...
Friday, November 18, 2016

Never Over, No Resistance

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Kissing you is like drinking salt water, the more I drink my thirst increases.
Monday, October 31, 2016

Wait

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Wait By C. K. Williams   Chop, hack, slash; chop, hack, slash; clea...

When the spent day begins to frail

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When the spent day begins to frail by E. E. Cummings when the spent day begins to frail (whose grave already three or two ...
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I am mercurial, quixotic, wild at heart, nonlinear, nomadic, existential, sensual, intellectual, kind of a bookworm, a naturalist, an amateur biologist, always in flight, genuine in my affections, a confidante, a loyal friend, a passionate thinker, a pleasure junkie, a traveler, an armchair philosopher, a teller of bad jokes, a storyteller, a careful observer, a warrior woman, a collector of treasures. I exist in the subtext. Cogito Ergo Sum.
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