Drawing of Garcia Lorca.
White paper clay sculptures, various designs.
Using a tilt-shift lens and post-processing for the colors, I created this photo of a Paris street that looks like a vein of gold.
Assorted paper white clay sculptures.
After the long, cold, dark winters I find the spring so invigorating. I finally started photographing budding flowers and green city views again.
There are 88 Hitler clones in total, every clone being the source material for the subsequent one.
Stunning boat and dock photography.
Photography from around Detroit.
These photographs are the result of an accident. While cleaning up a barn, I found three broken, and abandoned windows.
Nick Hornby, best known for his memoir Fever Pitch and his novels High Fidelity and About a Boy, all of which were adapted into feature films.
Interview with Ellie Douglas, author of Death O Death, The Dead Undone, Fear Inducer, Hounded, Hounded 2, Toxic Desire, and the Dead Awake.
Creative nonfiction article that muses about my relationship with writing, conceptualizing it as a dance between the story and myself.
A discussion of whether an artist should be medicated or not.
A review about a controversial book by Jodi Picoult.
A book review about a philosophical fictional novel.
30 years before there were gastropubs there was Chocolate George.
A Glimpse into your Mind’s Eye: When Reading Poetry Exceeds your Expectations.
A review of Syllables of Rain by D.S. Lliteras.
An event for writers to experience good writing.
A concise survey of the Canadian publishing scene.
A middle-aged man learns the true meaning of growing old.
Dick said that after a while he just sat in the road at 55 miles an hour.
The trauma a soldier suffered at war and how he tries to cope after returning home.
A science fiction short story about robots living with humans.
Charles is a child with dwarfism who moves to his recently deceased grandfather’s lake house with his sometimes-excessively worried mother.
Two very different people meet.
Fading memories are awakened and new love blossoms within the beat cafes and soda fountains of the mind.
This short story is from the perspective of a five-year-old who is confronted with things heard on the news.
Lives collide in the stop and go traffic of everyday life.
A short story about class difference within the confined space of a boarding school.
Georgina looks at my black eye and damaged face with appalled concern but is too polite and professional to ask.
In the resilient haze of my infanthood A half-opened drawer of linens Exudes my mother’s fragrance Of jasmine, almond, and cloves.
My poem reflects an idiosyncratic vision of the mind/body divide and of the journey to personal freedom.
An inevitable mess
A poem about incidental childhood fear and how those fears grow into logical reactions.
My screams Are making my Parents bleed Like a thousand paper cuts On a single finger
Searching for the Dream Road the one not found in the darkness Where my soul can reload
A poem about trying to escape a mundane existence but knowing deep down the escape is impossible but still having an ounce of hope.
A fragile reflection bounces off the mirror as a soft, dulled image lulled by a slow, backward pull away from pain.
And shower waterfalls like moonlight at armistice for the elderly or youth in the all together
cast off your cloak show me your scars i’ll show you mine
Dark angels ascend from Dante’s seventh circle—
manics who composed their anguish