I must admit, that even after having written twelve novels and three collections of short fiction, I do not understand… Read more Writing without Joy; Reading without Enjoyment
It t’ree a.m. High I&I rakkle and roll, swing an’ sway, irie feelins t’ru de day. Night-a call, me sess… Read more T’ree A.M.
I published a version of this on this blog before, but it’s been 3 years and most of the people… Read more Surviving a Lousy Childhood
Nightfall weighs on me. I can feel the passing years, hear the bed creak from their mass whispering soporific promises.… Read more Night of Ages
dear life: i know you thought i was gone. i mean, it’s not like you didn’t try. mama sez if… Read more dear life
El cantar de mi amor. I dream of you in Zanzibar. We two, in a floating bungalow open to the… Read more I Dream of You in Zanzibar
I remember being happy as a child; I believe it was on a Tuesday. Most of my early years were… Read more Portrait of the Poet as a Young Genius
A poem comprising real-life tweets. Because Twitter is real life. I just took a life-changing shower, while making homemade matzoh… Read more Life, on Twitter
Writer’s Note: This is a long post, but it’s about the NBA, Writing, and the Key to Life. I am… Read more What LeBron and Jordan Taught Me about Writing (and Life)
Once, upon a time … The end. The words are never the story.