A liminal sort of love

July 21, 2020

O breathe a word or two of fire!
        Smile, as if those words should burn me,
    Squeeze as lovers should—O kiss
        And in thy heart inurn me—

Keats? Now? Really?

On plurality

June 17, 2020

Are you me?

Am I?

Failures concrete and abstract

June 11, 2020

A mixed state is just being depressed at the speed of sound. It’s hurtling through fractal depths of Bad Times in the midst of joy and elation. It’s failing fast and fixing nothing.

Anyway, I’m struggling.

Signing party!

June 9, 2020

Monday! Monday, I get the next box of ally books, which means SIGNING PARTY WITH MADDYPAWS.

That’s right. If you missed the launch party, I’ll be hosting something similar while I sign the next batch of books. Readings, typesetting, discounts, nerding out…

Book is go!

June 1, 2020

With all of the rush in getting the book going, I feel that I’ve ignored you.

You have, yes.

I’m sorry.

Don’t be.

An Email

February 23, 2020

I sent my dad an email, and while there are some surface reasons, I’d be hard pressed to tell you, on a deeper level, why.


February 21, 2020

A book?




January 15, 2020

Long trip, long trip.

Is this honestly the best use of it?

On surgery

January 2, 2020

Four hundred lines of verse about surgery.


December 26, 2019