he escorts her loveliness into his rusting ’84 Nissan Stanza, which—
stuck in rush hour traffic—overheats fifteen minutes after leaving
campus, twenty minutes from the first date he painstakingly planned
after she asked him out for Valentine’s Day…
“best date ever” is a college memory in poem form recently published in the latest from Tidings. Read or download the whole anthology here. “best date ever” is on page 39.
Earlier this year, Flight: A Literary Sampler published my golden shovel “…it is not the stones, / But the child’s mound—” in their inaugural issue. Now they have nominated it for a Pushcart alongside some amazing writers, which is very cool.
I'm honored to announce that my creative nonfiction piece “Stage Proxemics” was nominated for a Pushcart Prize by Pangyrus.
My brother is a fucking badass. Always has been. Even before he was my brother. I learned how to walk trying to keep up at Afrocentric art shows, poetry readings, dramatic performances, rallies, and protests. He taught me that Black Lives Mattered before the proto-progressives in Boston had heard of George Floyd or Rodney King. I tell people I’m on at least five government watchlists. Between lessons about IRA activities in local catholic parishes and revolutionaries smoking cigars with Fidel Castro, at least one of those lists is definitely his fault.
"Won't you come and Celebrate with me" and "when asked to explain racism as a system of power, again" were published in Wayfarer Magazine.
With apologies to Stevie Wonder (but I think he’d be good with it), my poem “misstra know-it-all” was published in Record of Dissent: Poems of Protest in an Authoritarian Age— a free digital chapbook from The Chaos Section Poetry Project responding to the rising authoritarianism of the Trump era in America—was just nominated for a Pushcart Prize!
This goes out to all of the people who enjoy being in the “Great Outdoors” and those who dig below surfaces they should really leave alone.
“Biophobia” started as an exercise in a Kenyon Review Residency last summer and is now a creative nonfiction essay published in The Manifest Station.
I am privileged to appear in The Radical Teacher once again with two poems:
“when asked why I don't play well with others” and “when asked why nothing surprises me anymore.” And of course these are true stories.
Read both through the link below.
My tiny little poem “metaphor” was published in issue 13 of Molecule!
Download the whole issue through the link below.
I am delighted (and surprised!) that my micro-CNF, one-sided conversation piece, “The Quiet Part” was nominated for a Best of the Net by In Short Journal!
Happy to announce that my creative nonfiction piece, "White Woman Freedom" was nominated for a Best of the Net award by Identity Theory!
I wrote a poem for a good friend. I sent it into the world. It got published. And now “when asked why I’ll never write you a sincere poem” was nominated by The Lit Nerds for a Best of the Net award!
The good folks at Pangyrus have published me once again. This time in creative nonfiction.
“Stage Proxemics” was a labor of love and part of a trilogy of essays (including “Type Casting,” published in ASP Bulletin).
And, my brother is still a badass.
Happy to have two short poems appearing in the latest from Star 82 Review:
“‘what is PacMan without the ghosts?’”
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My poem “watching a production of The Tempest after a colleague asked about my relationship with white women” was published in Terrain.org as part of their Letters to America series. The link includes a reading of the poem.
The poem contains research on Caliban in The Tempest from The Great White Bard: How to Love Shakespeare While Talking About Race by Farah Karim-Cooper.
My poem “when asked to read a poem for the Black History Month assembly, again” (first published in Cultural Daily) has been republished in the One Art anthology The Book of Jobs.
You can read the whole anthology on One Art through the link below. A fully accessible edition will be published by Penn State University Libraries Open Publishing in 2026.
I'm honored to have my poem “…it is not the stones, / But the child’s mound—" published in the inaugural issue of Flight: A Literary Sampler . It is a golden shovel from Robert Frost’s “Home Burial.”
My poem “the first time” was an Editor’s Pick in Solstice: A Magazine of Diverse Voices’ Annual Summer Contest.
