Three years and twenty pounds later, I realized I’d listened to exactly zero of what my doctor had said. In fact, I was flirting pretty aggressively with the 200-pound mark. We were almost bedfellows… Continue reading →
A poetry book about glassworkers? You bet! My poetry chapbook BROKEN REFLECTIONS is now one years old, and it is st… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…1 year ago
I've been watching HBO's fantastic miniseries CHERNOBYL--really great stuff. But also worth your time is the tie-in… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…1 year ago
