I wore the thread that slipped from my daughter's baby blanket around my wrist,
white against tan, bumpy yarn,
it's been four years since my mother patiently crocheted the stitches together
while my daughter rolled in my belly,
I dream and there are doors under my fingers
and I am alone.
I take my daughter down to the river.
The water ripples slowly past, carrying barges
for hundreds of years, my shoulders tan darker,
we are absorbing the sun, gorging on sweet cherries
and overripe strawberries.
I write a will and wonder what will become of you,
my fearless daughter.
I teach you to understand the majestic, eternal va
Hey guys! I have a new chapbook out. You can either sign up for a Rattle subscription and get a copy with the subscription OR buy the book individually here: http://www.rattle.com/chapbooks/kill-the-dogs/
I also have a shit ton of contributor copies and will be doing a package deal directly from me very soon (or if you want to message me and wrangle a deal with my other books, feel free!)
I love you and I miss you all!
MY newest book has released!
Please support me and I will sing your eulogies! I will perfume you while you sleep! I will love you forever on a planet one million miles away!
ALSO please share the link! I know I suck about engaging with everyone anymore :( but you all are my first loves, my baby kittens, my furious plums.
I miss you and this is my gift.
I obviously suck at updating anything ever on here but the preorder of my 5th book "A Horse Made Of Fire" is available for preorder (AND CURRENTLY ON SALE BUT NOT FOR MUCH LONGER) here: http://www.cobaltreview.com/product/a-horse-made-of-fire-paperback-pre-order/
THIS IS GOING TO BE AMAZING. My fourth book is still available but there's only about ten copies left (oh NO).
5% of the proceeds to my book goes to COPS ( http://www.nationalcops.org/ ) as well (charity is of my choosing). PLEASE SUPPORT ME? I'm mildly competitive and I want to destroy all authors with insane amounts of preorders. I STILL WUV YOU GUYS (and anyone is welcome to
Look, you word whore, I am back and you are not and that is just rude. And I KNOW you're around writing. So like, come back for the summer and give me someone to talk to. It's fucking crickets around here.