Cowboy, welder, failed poet.

Re-Fleshing the Black Body: Form, Figuration and the Hot Bloom of Becoming in Sterling Brown's "Southern Road"

David Wojahn once declared this a magnus opus, but it's just more academic stuff no one cares about and something I would re-write if I wanted to publish elsewhere. It was, however, the first spark leading me to an awareness that the soul is not inside the

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly: Representations of the "Bad Poor" in Dorothy Allison and The Wild Wonderful Whites of West Virginia as Post-Anarchosyndicalist Subversion; or, Academia as Scatological Derivative in the Suburban Lava Lamp of Capitalism

This academic one is more fun. My partner at the time called me an asshat when I sent it to her to edit, but I don't think she made it to the end to get the joke. I am not fit for academia. The Good, the Bad, and

Bastard Tales

First draft of a true story I wrote. Details omitted to make it more palatable. Yes, I reuse the same paragraphs sometimes. In my mind I am in Miami. Lightning bugs glow slowly in and out of existence. Here the sky and the sea are colored the same when the

False Start

Excerpt of a false start to my transgender cowboy memoir. Don't mind the mismatched tenses. In my mind I am in Miami. Lifting foam from the swirling tides, the moon shifts and constellates the waves that collapse on shore like a prayer, then fall apart again: the sea