Poems
- Mostly Good News [Burial Magazine] A poem about something terrible happening to my son, sort of.
- He Is Upstairs [Dream Boy Book Club] Missing my kid from one floor away, remembering I love life, and wondering how much of it I could still change.
- This One Guy [Michigan City Review of Books] A small crowd of guys being annoying, friendly, threatening. Possibly all the same guy.
- Three Poems [The Bulb Region] Protein accounting, basketball, books. Trying to have a good day without treating it like a problem to solve.
- “I Like Your Smell” and “Life is Just a Supercut of Haircuts” [Lo Fi] Two poems about wanting to be close to someone and turning life's volume down a little bit.
- Hallelujah [Zac Smith’s Chrismzine] A Christmas party invitation arrives with instructions.
- “Schmeared Right Up to the Edge” and “I’ve Been Taking Such Deep Breaths” [Soft Union] Two poems about keeping a shirt clean, deserving a treat, and leaving most of a prayer implied.
- That Empire of Dirt? All Mine [Spectra] Hazardous waste day, car wash shame, and being loved despite so many things. A dad poem with fumes in it.
- Has Anyone Ever Felt This Before? [Swamp] Three poems about incidental touch, missed social cues, and the occasional appeal of a bad idea.
- For This to Work, You’ll Have to Know What I Mean By Warm Fuzzy Feeling [Neutral Spaces Magazine] A body waking up badly, coffee starting without me, and a doctor with permission to poke around.
- Reframe (work/home) [Forever Mag] Office coffee, email deletion, and minor marital accommodations. Two poems about whether a change in wording makes any of it easier.
- Line-broken Things [Stay Safe] Print-only pandemic poems!
- 🖐 [HAD] Five small poems about gratitude, back scratches, bad drivers, and a tree I liked.
- Trumpbux [Zac Smith's Quaranzine] Poem about pandemic parenting and having absolutely no aesthetic principles.
- “unlikely to condemn” and “different circumstances” [Hobart] Two poems about a free couch that deserves better and a tired body trying to settle.