Poetry’s a dirty habit that I can’t seem to give up. I wrote my first poem in kindergarten and then I just kept on going. As a teenager I wrote really miserable poetry that everyone in my 8th grade class put up with. In high school I helped start a poetry club. Now I just put down words and pretend people will read them.

A few decades into the past and I would have been cutting edge; now I’m just a washed-up hipster, but I hope you’ll enjoy reading.


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