Old stuff. August 2007
November 7th, 2011
journal stuff, closet debut – August 2011
song reference in there too O.o
sort of a work in progress or not. debating. as usual. August 2011
November 2008 ish
Random group of poems found in old hard drive of mine. No edits made.
8/23/2011 – might still work on this but for now, it is what it is.
August 2011 (week two and three)
Meh. I don’t know. Forgive the structure/lack of capitalization..posted from my phone.
Tribute to my feral friends…the street cats.
July 2nd, 2011
Written for the group – What I wanted.
Written for the Fictionaut Group Vomit.
February 18th, 2011
*Published in Istanbul Literary Review May 2011. Thank you Susan Tepper for the opportunity.*
For PK @azlostboy. RIP – August 1983 to November 2010
2006 – old stuff.
This is a redo of sleep lies.. and again, it’s 2 am – open to criticism. I should really just write an entirely new poem but… not at this time of night. 🙂
I had a dream and I wrote this poem – in the last 15 minutes – anyway – just something so you all know I’m kicking and stuff over here.
Six little twitterfictions I submitted to nanoism, they were not winners. I mean rejected in the best possible way, it was all for a good cause, and good fun.
Also – I’m not dead.
June 25th 2005 – I don’t know why – I decided to post this – guess I was just thinking of her right now. I don’t think it’s particularly amazing – but still makes me sad to read years later.
2003 – this is one of the poem’s I wrote in an attempt to deal with the aftermath of being raped.
April 2004 – previously published at some point with some obscure little magazine that no longer exists – along with the poem “Childless”
Fall 2004 – I don’t know if these two go together, I assume because of the way they were laid out in my journal they do but I could be wrong.
I wrote this one in 5 minutes because it was part of a paper that was due within an hour. (also vampire reference has nothing to do with Twilight ;))
Edited – January 2010
October 2007 – a form of poetry called Mirror Loop created by Paul McCann – I wrote this in this form.