Young Adult

My chapbook Young Adult is now available for purchase from Boxwood Editions for $8.00, which includes the cost of shipping. Written in 2009 in San Francisco, Young Adult is 20 pages, pamphlet-stitched, and hand-sewn with vellum cover, in an edition of 100. You can order the chapbook and pay using PayPal. Chapbooks will also be available at AWP at the Letter Machine/Counterpath Table.

Below, upcoming AWP offsite readings in which I am very honored to be participating:

DoubleCross Press, Lame House Press,and Slash Pine Press Poetry Marathon
Wednesday, April 7, 4:00-8:30 PM
Rackhouse Pub
208 S. Kalamath St., Denver, CO
http://www.slashpinepress.com/awp/

Readers include Abraham Smith, Kate Greenstreet, Malachai Black, John Dermot Woods, Anne Shaw, Jen Tynes, Farrah Field, Gina Myers/Nate Pritts, Matt Hart, Claire Becker, Matt Rasmussen, Brian Oliu, MC Hyland, Nathan Hauke, Dolly Lemke, francine j. harris, among others. 8 minute drive or 20 minutes by light rail + walking.

Dewclaw Off-Site Reading + Issue 2 Release
Thursday, April 8, 2:00-4:00 PM
Stella's Coffeehaus
1476 S. Pearl St., Denver, CO
http://www.lispservice.com/blog/?p=1067

Readers include Claire Becker, Dorothea Lasky, Blake Butler, Dylan Nice, Amina Cain, Matt Salesses, Claire Donato, Matthew Simmons, Jac Jemc, Jen Tynes, and Mike Young.

I had a typo. Sorry if I offended you.

The Tasted Button

Red gash on your neck. Start over.
Red shoes against the rubbish bin you
flower out of, your roots are
ancient flowers, stems were grasses, seersucker patches

close where the garage door was hanging from a blind cave
and bats were as bat-shaped buttons, black
and white. Forgoing the inventory

thief of omission sunlight cold sheets and
the horse on your shirt, pink.
What force was working on that button?

It's March!

I might have told some people there was no rain in the forecast for 10 days. Now, two days later, it's raining. Sorry. When I grow up, I'm going to plant jasmine. I'm going to make the walkway up to my house into a keyhole surrounded by vines. I'm going to stand back and look at it from the street and then forget it's there. I'll be smelling jasmine, trying not to be stabbed by enormous cacti and succulents.

Hi Friends!