Yeah-well hippness doesn’t play too much into it. I’ve got the myspace thing running mainly ‘cause of the kids I work with asking if I have one. Plus it gives me somewhere to keep a quasi journal.
How’d I find you? Just happenstance, by accidentally stepping into the posh neighborhoods while dumpster diving on the great information alleyway.
Author of poetry collection serious red (Cleveland State University Poetry Center, 1996) and a limited edition called queen of cups (Burning Press, 1993). Essays in Ordering the Storm (CSU Poetry Center) and elsewhere. Poems published in American Poetry Review, Barn Owl Review, Hobble Creek Review, Whiskey Island, DMQ Review, Nimrod, Southern Poetry Review, Denver Quarterly, wicked alice, ArtCrimes, Harpur Palate, Gargoyle (#53), mirage period(ical), Taproot, Cleveland Slam Anthology, and others I can't remember or lost track of. Published in several Cleveland anthologies. Received two Ohio Arts Council individual fellowships and a memorable residency at Headlands Center for the Arts. Used to slam with the big boys. Live on a great lake, held in abeyance.
4 comments:
my favorite yet. could we reach those days for a dime? a quarter? mine are in another area code,that's for sure. very nice random-er.
Greetings stranger
Thanks Dixie girl. You know what I'm talkin' about.
Hey Salinger, how'd you find me? (I'm not hip enough to have a myspace page.)
Yeah-well hippness doesn’t play too much into it. I’ve got the myspace thing running mainly ‘cause of the kids I work with asking if I have one. Plus it gives me somewhere to keep a quasi journal.
How’d I find you? Just happenstance, by accidentally stepping into the posh neighborhoods while dumpster diving on the great information alleyway.
Post a Comment