My poems “Scrambled Eggs” and “Side Effect” are live at issue two of The Calendula Review: A Journal of Narrative Medicine at CNU College of Health Sciences. I am grateful to the editorial team for taking these pieces, which are from a series of hendecasyllabic poems (eleven-line poems, each line of which consists of eleven syllables) begun last fall.
I am thrilled to report that my chapbook, Scarecrow Sees, will be published in early 2025 by River Glass Books, the literary imprint of EcoStudio Foundation, a 503(c)(3) non-profit organization uniting conservation, education, and the arts for a more just world. The book will be published in a limited edition of about 100 copies, and is available for order at: https://riverglassbooks.com/product/scarecrow-sees/
Proceeds will be used to support the Mandari Panga community in the Ecuadorian Amazon basin. You may read more about this endeavor here: https://ecostudiofoundation.org/artists-for-climate-justice/
The fabulous Stephanie L. Harper will be providing the cover art!
My poem “Cyclops Dreams” is live at issue three of the South African journal, Hotazel Review. Thank you to editor Linda Mostert and her team for taking this piece.
My poem “Upon discovering that my cat moves through multiple worlds leaving a trail of tumbled objects in significant patterns” is live at Panoply. Of particular note in this issue is an in-titled poem by Stephanie L. Harper (in-titled poems are composed exclusively of the letters appearing in the title) which happens also to be a Petrarchan sonnet. The level of masochism required to produce such a poem is, well, high, to say the least. But then she married me, so… Many thanks to editors Andrea, Clara, and Jeff for taking this poem, and to Sun Hesper Jansen for providing the title during a fundraiser several years ago.
My poem “Letter to Throop from the Imperfect Stuckist Sky” is live at Book of Matches. Many thanks to editors Nicholas Christian and Kelly Allen for taking this poem, and to artist Ron Throop, whose work inspires and amazes me, and whose friendship and generosity I cherish. This painting hangs on the wall of our dining room, directly across from another Throop original. I only wish we had more walls!
O at the Edges 