This is another series of poems from deep in the vault (sometime in 2012)! The collection was inspired by the poem Mockingbirds by my good friend Katie Wisnosky, which serves as the first of the four poems in the collection. Each of the subsequent poems was written in light of the previous entries, and the […]Read More Mockingbirds Collection, pt. 1
This poem comes out of the early days in my hometown when I was young poet frequenting open mics and performing whenever I could. The title is a reference to a music and poetry duo I was a part of called Birds of Cray (hence the bird-related references within). The context of the poem is […]Read More Sick Beaks, yo!
“Welp” I hear this a lot, as a middle school educator. Today, I wonder… is this the refrain of generation zed? Welp representing resignation. An enormous shrug. A capitulation to fate, a throwing up of hands. Declaration of disappointment. “Welp, that happened!” “What can ya do, eh?” Appropriate in many contexts: Hissy-fit, flat tire, natural […]Read More Refrain