I’m an author--one that's as likely to write poetry as pornography. And people said I'd never get to use my Bachelor's in English. For me, writing is therapeutic: a complicated form of self-talk. That, more than any other reason, is why I do it full-time. Also, I love you.

Haiku of 2017

I Attended Thanksgiving This Year

A perfect panic.
I knew all of their faces
and none of their names.


Shy Anne, Cheyenne

All smoke and no fire.
She was all ears and no voice.
A good girl, that’s all.


I stand and watch

The movement of waves:
arching their backs like scared cats,
lurching, mouths foaming.


I stand and watch

The movement of waves:
arching their backs like scared cats,
lurching, mouths foaming.

The Battle for Barker's Island

A Tongue-Twister for 2017