I’m in St. Louis again on business until next Friday. I don’t have any readings planned. I’m working on something new, something I won’t discuss in detail until it is done and it has a home somewhere.
I’m figuring out that I really enjoy the prose poem format, the blur between narrative and poetry. I’ve played with the (lack of) form a lot and the sound, embedding the rhythm in the shapelessness of it. After spending most of 2012 working on Jesus Christ, Boy Detective stuff, this has been a really nice return to what I focused over a decade on getting better at.
Prick of the Spindle was nice enough to review my novella, Bodies Made of Smoke (which you can check out here). I am constantly amazed at where some of these reviews go. I like that I’ve created something that is interpreted so differently by everyone.
I read an eight second excerpt of Bodies Made of Smoke using the new Instagram video feature, which you can see here.
The first three poems of my Porn for the Blind project were accepted awhile ago by Brown God. A year or so later, the issue is finally out. You can check those poems out here.