Writing Down the Words

These poems are bits of my life, pieces of family, parts of childhood, smatterings of love, friends, politics, travel and work. My old writing professor, Nuel Pharr Davis, hunched over in his creaking old office chair, an unfiltered Kool curling smoke past his left eye put it best: that good writing is like standing naked in front of the world. So, here I am, hoping that I haven’t scarred you for life with that image.