LIVINGMy author pages have always had an adequate following on social media. Several thousand followers on my Facebook page and over a thousand…Nov 23, 20201021Nov 23, 20201021
REFILLING THE WELLMost of my writing lately has been for my day job as a journalist. It’s a completely different sort of beast than the poems I’m known for…May 29, 2020191May 29, 2020191
Shotgun (a poem)The shotgun belonged to my grandfather. When he died, it passed on to me. The other night, I had a dream about it. I dreamt…Feb 22, 202084Feb 22, 202084
Watching the University of Wyoming Defeat the University of NevadaA windy, cold, autumn duskFeb 17, 202028Feb 17, 202028
LiberationMy acute anxiety disorder began in the Army, specifically during my deployment to the Middle East. At least that’s what the doctors and…Feb 16, 20203Feb 16, 20203
Third Time’s a CharmEach winter, I read “The Russians”. My season of snow, ice, and long cold nights are seasoned with the words of Turgenev, Dostoevsky…Feb 15, 20205Feb 15, 20205