tattycoram

I hope you're new , wherever you are.

So, when did my everyday face start looking like Kate Winslet's tortured face in The Reader ? There's my poem right there. 

Fine. 

A couple years ago, I found out that people don't say that " devil's beating his wife " thing outside the South.   That...

According to Wigleaf , my short short prose piece Andy was one of the top 100 pieces of very short fiction in 2010.  I'm in good compan...

by Joanna Penn Cooper and Todd Colby You are probably more special than even they remember, too, letting me breathe on your elbow f...

I'll be participating in two events this week with some brilliant musicians and poets.  Come out and see us, if you're interested! ...

Goodbye, ram fountain. 

1.  Last day of classes at Fordham. 2.  A Handmade Museum by Brenda Coultas 3.  Meetings with students.  They always look different up cl...

I Woke Up Feeling Like the Bionic Woman Doll, and Not in a Good Way Now that you are finally, in reality, hopefully in the actual middle ...

If We Break Up Who gets custody of the cardamom?

The Everything Dance Everything's a little too stylized when you call it a dance but the alternative is another conversation about my...

I Remember [from an in-class writing exercise; apologies to Joe Brainard ] I remember strawberry Shasta. I remember chocolate chips in ...

[Foot tanka] Tell me, when you think of us later, of our year of touching and not touching our feet together, what will you remember m...

S pring Is Undoing the Damage of Haste There’s no cerulean in this poem.  There’s celadon maybe, but not really, not celadon.  It’s just ...