"A fast-paced, suspenseful dystopian picaresque, part Huck Finn and part bizarro-world Swiss Family Robinson..."
---Kirkus
Long-listed for the Frank O'Connor International Short Story Award and finalist for the Crawford Award. Title short story listed for the 2000 O. Henry award.
(This is more “drafty,” I guess…but these poems have been my enjambed journalings of late.) John’s World I’m not a beloved disciple. What is the definition? file tide lost, once remembered John’s world A prayer dislocates That hounds us. I’m an affection addict, there’s no getting around it. You and I are not in Jerusalem, [...]
Fri, January 28 2011 » Poetry » No Comments
In the Vulgate I don’t want to be fine. The desperation of a presence incites. the existent secrets in a coffeehouse jam band, in the fundraiser for a child’s cancer (a pancake dinner, a silent auction) a flyer, and the strip mall will last for a while, maybe past my life. Are we to spurn [...]
Sun, January 16 2011 » Poetry » 2 Comments
I came across these notes on a book of Richard Diebenkorn‘s paintings, and thought that they have a certain transference to writing, especially poetry. Happy new year! Notes to myself on beginning a painting 1. Attempt what is not certain. Certainty may or may not come later. It may then be a valuable delusion. 2. [...]
Mon, January 3 2011 » Poetry » 2 Comments
