The Gifts I Gave Myself

So, like I do at the start of every new year in my life, I’m changing a few things. The first: I will spend more time outside. Next: I will do something new with all the reams of words I have lying around. Last, and most important: I will mute, block & expunge Homo Trollus […]

Refugee poems

It’s not going to help. None of the middling-to-frightful poems meant to shame ordinary mothers in ordinary homes are going to help. You won’t get ordinary people to take in refugee families because you dripped 3 or 4 verses of acrid and shaming poetry on them. Maybe if you wrote some heartfelt and simple verse […]