On this, the eleventh night of the countdown to the end of my book’s pre-sale period, I am offering up a poem about the pressure of family.
To order mid-life please click here. All proceeds go to the publishing house, but the street cred will be mine. Ha!
As I get deeper into my reading of Toni Morrison’s “Beloved,” I
Of course, [pornography and poetry] probably benefit [from the Internet] for different
I encountered the book “Steal Like an Artist” in a library