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. Right now there is only one forthcoming piece to list here, but given that it has about twenty friends either making the submissions rounds or waiting for me to have the time and energy to revise them, I expect I’ll need this page in the future . . .