Progress Report on Book Thingie

It’s coming along!

Interior layout’s done, I’ve seen a mockup of the beautiful cover Heather Balchunas is doing for me. I’m very excited to share this object with you! I am planning to have copies with me when I read at the North Quabban Garlic and Arts Festival later this month, and following that, you’ll be able to order it online from this site (the price will be ten bucks) or if you see me around and about, I will likely have copies to sell with me.

I’m resisting making an ebook, for probably silly reasons, but that’s how I’m going to roll here. I much prefer physical media anyway. I think there’s something powerful about being able to hold an object in your hands, and to feel a connection to the maker of said object through the thing itself.

The book itself will contain 10 short pieces — three poems and seven stories — all on some point in a spectrum between nonfiction and fantasy. It comes out to 60 pages total, not counting the cover. My last bit of work to do before committing it to print is to make a copyright page, and that should happen in the next couple of days, I think.

And then it’s off to the printer. And then, if all goes well, you can get yours from me!

this is an early draft of the cover, printed out and “filed.” Photo by me, artwork by Heather.

Ten More American Sentences

Read at the Sunday Word Open Mic, 7/6/25

Six black vans. Two cop cars. A school bus with blacked out windows. Ice convoy.

Mar-A-Lago Alcatraz. Leave the alligators out of this mess.

Shadow on my soul. Fear I’ll die under torture by the government.

I wake in the night thinking of Montreal. Mornings I wake up at home.

Took the garbage out this morning. The local systems are still working.

Local systems are best. You only drop bunker busters on strangers.

Gil Scott-Heron said, “The Revolution will not be televised.” Hi.

No matter what, we must keep fighting. You and I can beat back the fash.

Saw you in the Square that fine day, screaming about a revolution.

Two Trumpers and a thousand screaming, dancing, feisty lefties. Winning.