BIO:

After a half-decade in the strange wilderness of Nashville I have found my way back to my native Northeast where the ski slopes are icy, the precipitation takes five forms in a day, sugar on snow reigns supreme, and the Atlantic is chilly and dark, just how I like it. 

I've built my latest nest in Brooklyn and signed myself over to academia for the time being, where I sometimes-teach, sometimes-research, sometimes-conference, sometimes-edit journals, sometimes-consult in my uni's writing center. In between, I am writing the poetry you'll find on this wee site, here. Because I am virtually incapable of sitting still, literally or metaphysically, you will on occasion find writings in other genres, and even some performances on here, namely of the short fiction, creative nonfiction, and spoken-word varieties. I am a non-believer in boundaries when it comes to writing and believe the future is fluid for all of us word-ists, where form and language are concerned.

And on the days where all of the above is a momentary no-go, I am fleeing up to the Catskills or Green Mountains, or to anywhere along the New York and New England coasts that will have me.