To borrow a phrase from a friend and fellow author, in April 2021 I broke out in poetry: like a rash, but much prettier.

After a lifetime of basically not writing poetry at all, suddenly my brain began producing verse. It’s an odd feeling, like I’ve suddenly begun speaking in tongues, but I like it? And slowly but surely, I’m racking up a small number of poetry sales to go along with my short fiction and novels . . .

• “Damnatio Memoriae”
• “To the Angels Alone”
• “Draco Urbis”
• “A War of Words”
• “Hermit of the Crossroads”
• “Among the Briars”
• “Axis Mundi”
• “Story Sits in Places”
• “Hallucination”
• “Cutting the Cord”
• “Our Rewards”