It isn’t even the pastII watch my little boyplaying happily in the light,my wife beside him,kicking back the footballwith a […]

SoilI list my secrets and blood weeps from the words.Red Hand.The North’s hatreds scattered usand we wandered lost and died […]

Blinking Out / Bouncing Back (for my secrets)How to be Stoicwhen all this loveis pouring out of me?Here writing blindlyI […]

Against Dying (Chun Jie in Oranswell)I step out silent at six aminto the sacred rapture of cataclysmic dawnthe insane revelry […]

BreachAmong other worlds I am broken open,exposed to the cleansing racket of birds,there a fox like a gift on the […]

A robin and a black catI am waiting out in the rain again,pocket stuffed with speckled paper.In the house my […]

I have always loathed myself, and despite my arrogance and my bluster, I have always been humbled and astounded by […]

I am cleaning out my closet, going through old boxes, seeing what can be salvaged from all these pre digital […]

I wrote this poem when I was completing my undergraduate degree in Calgary. Chris Wiseman, who expressed great hopes for […]

Before I learned that the universe is laughing, my brother died in a fire just a few years after the […]