The future used to be so fucking cool…
bookstore poem
Bookstore Poem #637
I have no idea what prompted this.
Bookstore Poem #631 (a poem)
Inspired by seeing the cover of Kate Mulgrew’s book How to Forget…
Bookstore Poem #630 (a poem)
A weird vision for this afternoon…
Bookstore Poem #619. It was a sign
Something I have noticed over the last few years.
Bookstore Poem #614. Until you obliterate the ground or the shadow, there can be no rest
Partly inspired by the shadows produced by the lighting at Third Place Books in Lake Forest Park and trying to photograph a single page of a book without being able to remove it…
Bookstore Poem #611
From today’s pre-reading workshop…
Bookstore Poem #126. Revolutions are in/convenient
This is a repost. Admittedly, it’s not very poem-like, but…
Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park. Despite the title [and refrain], this ended up being a general rumination on war and violence. Continue reading
Bookstore Poem #608: Alabama song
A two-fer today. I’m sure this isn’t as clever as I thought it was when I wrote it—but the news is the news, and this pretty much was the news this week…
Bookstore Poem #604
Responding to something I saw online. Not sure why I thought of a driving metaphor…
Ordinary Average Thoughts 