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I Am Always by Joanna Penn Cooper and Todd Colby I love how all your friends are shy. You befriend them in order to put them at ease, make ...

1. I think I'm going to start putting something on my blog every Wednesday. This is the year in which I tell some version of the truth...

I’ve cleaned off a space on my desk big enough to riff on you twenty times. By which I mean I’m on the bus back from Boston, thinking ...

image from Flixster.com Exit Through the Gift Shop [First movie of 2011. Interesting-ish; hoax-ish] Shutter Island [better than I thought...

New Year's Eve: Chimay and cheese and heirloom tomatoes. Twilight Zone. New Year's Day: Sushi. Poetry Project at St. Mark's ...

My book of poems (the more prose poem -y version of it) was a finalist for the Kinereth Gensler Award from Alice James Books. Congratulati...

Merry Christmas, all you elves out in internet land. I'm at my mom's. I might go see True Grit later.

I'll be reading with Clif's trio at about 6:45. January 1, 2011 2:00 pm Saturday The Poetry Project at St. Marks Church 131 E. 10th ...

(with apologies to Uncle Walt) Aren't we all just tigers and lambs with austere mullets, serious zebras with Elvis hairdos? Don't yo...

(for Stella) When I woke up, my thoughts were oracular. There's so much I've yet to be grateful for, things like circumstance and d...

A clip from the documentary Rivers and Tides , about the artist Andy Goldsworthy.

There's a poem by me inside.

(for Todd Colby) I’m like some freak who smells like moon tea, if only spirit had not abandoned me, if only I could harness the power of a s...