myself as a Disembodied Text

Been writing fiendishly lately. Sometimes I think it's working. I've been summoning the courage to do more readings, some in town, others out of town, in Dallas, usually through a gallery collective called Two Bronze Doors. One of the most genuine groups of artists I have ever come across- they are truly inspiring. Through them I was recently asked to submit some poems to the Dallas-based publication Disembodied Text. I sent along some slightly more experimental pieces that I've been working on, which they seemed to like and published. Do check out their website and the gallery sometime if you can, and enjoy these strange little poems of mine.

a ghost

the trees