Spirit Has Left the Meeting

I paid a TV psychic $200to talk to the deadfor less than 5 minutes.A séance over Zoomwith a gallery of … Continue reading Spirit Has Left the Meeting

Only Forward

We’d sit on the floor at Twice Sold Tales, flipping through Kafka, laughing at Ayn Rand like it was an … Continue reading Only Forward

Seventeen Junes

Your soul is lodged in my throat,as I drive through memorieslittered on Seattle streets. Sun-bleached and threadbarelike my favorite shirt—familiar, … Continue reading Seventeen Junes

Interstitial Spaces

Interstitial Spaces The diluted static of the cityamplifies solitude.The resonance of millions obscures the voice of my soul.The silent wisdom … Continue reading Interstitial Spaces

Atomic Habits and a New Poem

I’ve always been one to shun self-help and related books. I have always naively thrust them aside as full of … Continue reading Atomic Habits and a New Poem