The Insomniac Writer

Ravaged Nun and Greasy Priest 
I tense like a tabby cat whose prey just flitted by
on paper wings
as thin as hope’s blue thread
 
her grin –  a feint,
her teeth – capped with ice,
topsy-turvy tombstones
to truth’s cruel fate.
 
I’m a sweetless piñata made from yesterday’s news
a faithless vow
as empty as a gourd
 
she’s all deceit
a deep salted wound
a prick and [...]

My new book is taking shape. I’ve already managed to whittle down what poetry will be included. The bigger job will be the essays and short fiction, but I suspect I’ll be wrangling a few people into assisting with the decision-making. I’m beyond excited, not just about the book, but about the wonderful opportunity to [...]