Umbral

lies i tell myself

if i'm finally beginning to differentiate between the speaker of the poem and myself does that mean my prefrontal cortex is kicking in? two travesti poems & some scattered thoughts & dreams

33 Theses on Sheer Thursday a Week Early

A list of things noticed today (including several kinds of magic)

Americón exists in the world

a real, tangible book

Sun Devil Power Clean Energy

A desert poem and some meta-thoughts on newslettering and art-making.

Road Rage

Three poems from the road.

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