Author at Large
Recently I had a poem in The Cascadia Review. At the bottom is a statement of place. I’ve rambled about place before in relation to writing, but in this case it wasn’t how it affects or informs the story or poem, but how a writer looks at the land before creating. I hope you enjoy …
My friend, who I liked to call Beezer, had an unlit cigarette dangling from her mouth, hiked her butt onto the edge of the pool table and took a shot, sinking the number she had called. Before her next shot she took a big drink. I told her, “Is this the day we chase the …
During my weekend in NYC, I was anointed an honorary New Yorker. Cool for me as I love the city and now when I return I can say, “Yep, I’m heading home.” I kept thinking of belonging