As I expressed my thanks to every friend who congratulated me for publishing three new poems... I couldn't help but recall one of the many conversations I shared with my writer friends. I couldn't remember the specifics, but I think, one of us cited the names of those writers who won but didn't accept their … Continue reading Linking rings
it's busy. when i'm writing i tend to forget that the world around me spins. there's chatter. there's the occasional joke and the obliging laughter. but i'm cocooned inside my cube. my hearing blocked by headphones. my brows tucked in awful concentration. which is why it shouldn't be surprising to find myself confused by the … Continue reading nineteenth floor. 160 stories tall.