These are bits of prose that I write on the steering wheel of my Honda Fit…but only at red lights. They are all part of three works in progress: “Accident-Related Works,””Love Poems For Someone I Have Never Loved,” and “He 4 She.” I have also included postcard poems written for the “Postcard Poetry Fest”. These are “of the moment” poems written to 31 people over the month of August in a postcard exchange (2014, 2015).
Please leave either cashmere comments or brutal bashings. I’ll promptly ignore them. Thanks for looking at the site and honk the horn if you’re behind me and the light turns green.
On a personal note: I was born and raised on the South Side of Chicago. In my 30’s, I moved to upstate New York. No one, including me, knows why. I live in converse sneakers, drink sake and cheap red wine, and never sing in the shower, not even upon request. Life includes a hairy dog named Ditto in an 1850’s house in an eclectic little neighborhood. I value my unique friends to death. Life could not get any better, unless, of course, the Cubs win the World Series.