“Potato Salad”

You can find my poem “Potato Salad” in the latest issue (No. 7) of Screen Door Review. The poem is a one-off, a piece without a project. I can’t remember if it was born of dream, memory or overheard secret, but I kept returning to the macaroni salad and a bee on a wet petal’s ledge.

Screen Door Review is a fantastic journal – so spend some time with the entire issue and their archive. They highlight literary voices of the queer South. Think about that for a minute. It’s an important, vital context for this necessary, urgent work.

If I had to pick a fave from issue 7, it’d be “A Little Sugar in the Tank.”

Accepted, Accepted, Declined

In a bizarre reverse on that classic “Will & Grace” scene, my chapbook Sagittarius A* was recently accepted for publication by a very well-known press. An editor and I spent a week discussing edits, release date, format, the cover, etc. I had withdrawn the manuscript from two other open calls and had told a few friends. The editor communicated their excitement for the book. Of course, I was thrilled that someone finally gave my weird little book of astrophysics-inspired poems a chance!

Then, someone at the press decided to google me and discovered my social media. Less than a day later, someone from the press emailed me in the middle of the night to inform me they were no longer interested in my chapbook or me. The email was a bizarre Continue reading “Accepted, Accepted, Declined”

Old essay on inspirations

As I prepare to write a new essay on creative impulses, I revisited this old essay I wrote on craft for Dustin Brookshire’s blog I WAS BORN DOING REFERENCE WORK IN SIN.

“Why I Write”

I write because of the farm, where my grandfather planted sweet corn and cut his hair based on the moon phases. Where Skunk Tail hurdled a double-wire electric fence and stomped a dog to death for being too close to her calf. The farm was abundant living and 

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