Poetry I’ll Never See You Again 16 Sep 202316 Sep 2023 I didn't hand you my cardI stood and stared like a tongue-tied retardSo I sit here wondering if they'll turn my soul to vaporFor daring on Shabbat to put pen…
Prose Blood in the Water 22 Aug 20238 Sep 2023 Well, Wilson, I had thought I probably wouldn't have too much else to say to you, but I suppose I do. I started writing you when I was on a…
Blog The Pilot Wave 30 Jul 202323 Aug 2023 Barbenheimer Week is now behind us. Writer Barbie: Wait...I DID write a book. It's like I've been in a dream where I was somehow really invested in the Zack Snyder…
Prose After Action Review 8 Jul 202323 Aug 2023 Hey, Wilson! Greetings from Venice, California! A lot has been going on for me here, but I'll either say something about that in some other post, or just skip the…
Blog The One on the Left is Gone 4 Jul 202329 Sep 2023 I want to collect the whole of this story, since things can get lost at the bottom of the feed. Jade Princess Perseverence Blackjack Again The Superhero is Gone The…
Poetry The Child Underneath 14 Jun 202326 Jul 2023 The Caterpillar wants to hear more poetryShe thinks she'll love what's inside of meSo long as it's presented rhythmicallyIf I tell a tale told merrilyBut I sing a dirge for…
Dialog The Power of a Text from a Superhero 12 Apr 202313 Apr 2023 (The sequel to "The Superhero is Gone.") OG: If I stopped by Korea on the way back to the USA, would you be jealous and mad or think it's cool?…
Poetry The Superhero is Gone 8 Feb 20238 Feb 2023 The oceans of the world cannot contain my tearsAs I stare into the face of the sum of all fearsSilence of notificationsThe most powerful of prevarications The soul contains such…
Poetry Blackjack 26 Apr 202224 Feb 2023 Remember when you brought my daughter back to me?Remember when you rode up to the MarriottPulling up in your up-jacked white SUVWhen I was tearing what was left of my…
Poetry Red White Blue 14 Feb 202218 Jan 2023 Crash landingLaying in bed or staring while standingThere is no key in my pocketRing the doorbell, hope someone will unlock itBleeding away anxietyWhen it’s gone, what will be left of…