This is, like, my four hundredth hiatus. I know, I know I've been gone for faaar too long, but I promise you I have a million excuses. One being school, and another being work; In my short time of being gone (short?), I've attended two book launches, started a new series of novels and have... Continue Reading →
Legacy (Revised)
Legacy Along the walls of the white cube, Are photographs From the life of Alvah Goldbook. They howl at strangers from their polished frames, And lonely places on the walls: Consoling, inspiring, revealing Nothing but mystery and mysticism. Portraits and papers from old cameras and typewriters Jagged, torn, worn and wrinkled, Once ripped—indifferently— By a... Continue Reading →