Overpass Books

INTERVIEW

To Sit on Sidewalks

Of course, awareness can be a difficult and tedious prospect when considering that a poet’s audience tends to be far less in number than the awaiting audience that receives the rhetoric pushed by politicians and aired by mainstream media.

POETRY

Homage to Haniel Long

other, actual people walk the streets, they are complete human analogue of every individual person acting

POETRY

With Balance

I breathe in the sun’s continuity, stretch my ambition to the sky. Hold extension, fold forward, blessing sand.

POETRY

CARPET BOMBING

Standing before me Dressed in ancient armor My wife declares a truce

POETRY

Road

The road flips over and over until he doesn’t know which side to ask for anymore.

POETRY

Hacksaw Blades

We formed the day, scratching “We want more”, into the bowl of the spoon.

POETRY

Elegy for Hart Crane

Alone in the audience, like Hart Crane, fallen far alee, soothed in the blood of the ocean, choked in the spokes of the hurtling globe.

FICTION

Step One: The Blunder Years

Well, I have lots of problems. My spirit animal is an overflowing toilet, and I smell like semen and vodka. I eat high fructose microwavable cancer until my stomach commits ritual suicide and then I keep going to eat the pain away.

FICTION

Scribbling in the Margins

It wasn’t long before students were gasping as she read; her father had done more than a few bad deeds before he took a hammer to his son.