a poet from Seattle Washington USA. His poetry has appeared in print in publications such as Bellowing Ark, Point Nopoint, and most recently in Contraposition magazine. When not writing poetry he is a Human Resources professional, a repentant glutton, and a novelist specializing in the weird-fiction genre.
The hand comes out of the rubble to throw the musky odor of a cross-legged monk under the ginkgo tree. An apparition comes outside the body of a fan-shaped snake; ignites the wolf. We were hungry, we were thirsty. Untwining
I waited for you brother day and night within the shadows among the tents I prayed for your return. Then they brought you from the field you were calm like the desert sands. A silhouette so delicate and calm to
When I look back the silent darkness I had left in the deep woods a long ago where I had planted few seeds of my memories to grow but I found those seeds grown with thorns of exasperation and annoyance