May 31, 2018
You are a veteran writer returning to the namesake of your second novel’s setting for some unfinished narrative business. What is it about Napawaupee? What does it mean to you? Why this story now? Is there any place worse than jail/prison?
The town of Napawaupee is more or less incidental in the case of the new book. The real setting of import is the jail,
May 30, 2018
We met in Brooklyn, sometime in 2011? You were playing in Home Blitz then, and have since played in several bands, and put out music under a number of monikers and in different styles. And you’ve been writing concurrently in one venue or another. Is there a relationship between the two worlds for you, or a trajectory from one to the other? How much does an internal narrative voice pervade in your life,
May 23, 2018
February is Short and Unforgiving
The moon is destructive
mine resides in Scorpio
Let me keep this secret
it feels sacred when I’m quiet
let me be anxious with the dark
I’ll swim in your black water pool
what lies at the bottom does not concern me
Beasts and death scare me the least
We have frayed nerve endings in our fingertips
is that why we pushed them
inside of each other
deeper than we ought have
I’d let you rearrange my organs
to find a safe place
to leave whatever you have
left to give me
In my chest cavity
Frosted womb
Eroded stomach
You get caught in my throat
but leave enough room
for me to breathe
Barely,