Pleased to share “Does She Still Like Billie Holiday?” a new poem of mine up and running, live at Feminine Collective, a fabulous NYC-based literary zine featuring writers exploring “humanity, raw and unfiltered.” Hope you can take a few moments to dig in, hop aboard, and enjoy the read. Feminine Collective was founded over aContinue reading "Does She Still Like Billie Holiday?"
Over My Shoulder
Pleased to share a new poem titled “Over My Shoulder,” now up and running at Canopic Jar, a fine literary imprint formerly based in Nashville, now operating in Woodstock, Illinois, where Tennessee native and poet Phil Rice gathers the words from a bevy of fine writers, sending them out into the ethers for all ofContinue reading "Over My Shoulder"
The Dresser
Usually I wait until these land somewhere, to "amplify", but there's something to be said for immediacy, so hope you enjoy this brand new piece. Thanks for the read The Dresser St. Dominque on a summer day,heading east towards the rising sunblue and orange, a yellow door,brownstones line the dime,iron stretching to the sky,narrow asContinue reading "The Dresser"
The Red Fox
One of the good things about the holidays is I get out to connect with friends more than usual. And, among other things, past couple weekends I’ve popped over to Blue Door Framing in East Nashville, where Greg Decker has his studio. Greg is another friend met through a friend and is a gentleman andContinue reading "The Red Fox"
The Grassy Knoll
Here’s a micro essay from Labor Day week, when I was visiting my son in Dallas. Although I played in Dallas back in the day and passed by the book depository a time or two on trips, I’d never visited The Sixth Floor Museum at Dealey Plaza and the infamous Grassy Knoll. I always wantedContinue reading "The Grassy Knoll"
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