Tuesday, July 24, 2012

New Poem Published in Educe Journal

The second issue of Educe Journal has just been released and it features a poem of mine titled "Chloe." Educe is known for publishing queer literature, which is obviously usually written by those who identify as such, so it's an extra bonus that the editors were impressed enough with my work to publish it despite my "straight" status. I consider myself to be queer friendly in both my writing and my personal life, so it's an honor to be included in this publication.
If anyone is interested in purchasing either a digital or hard copy of this issue, here is the link:


Sunday, July 8, 2012

Sonnet of Samhain (mischief night version)

Here's the companion piece to my last post, as promised (which was published alongside it in the same journal). I played with this one a little more to give it a more modernized feel, whereas the other sonnet was "older" in its feel. This one still basically adheres to a Shakespearean sonnet form, but the iambic pentameter is purposely less perfect. I enjoy them both for different reasons...if anyone out there has a favorite, let me know in the comments!

SONNET OF SAMHAIN (mischief night version)

hey! let's pretend we're boogeymen again
in plastic, rubber, thrift store finds we've dressed
voorhees, krueger, myers—our chosen men
the masks we wear are spooky (fuck the rest)

we'll never be too old for tricks and treats
toilet-papered trees won't be easily stopped
our terror's in the hidden nooks of streets
ringing your bells and then avoiding cops 

costumes adorned with bile, blood, and grue
if candy rots our teeth then so be it,
the devil's sugar is our impish fuel
our classic scares will fill your pants with shit

world at our mercy, let's take back this night
not for the weak, a holiday with bite!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Sonnet of Samhain (traditional)

This little ditty was originally published in a journal called Synesthesia. There is also a companion sonnet that was published alongside this one. I will post that one up in a few days.

SONNET OF SAMHAIN (traditional)

this night we don the masks of those we've lost
such frightful flesh does tickle at our cheeks
the lines of blessed and damned have now been crossed
'tis goblins and sly demons that we seek
through trickery and guile we prevail
a sacrificial feast upon our plates
sweetmeats between our teeth so sick and stale
we dabble in divinity, not hate
where spirit and corporeal now meet
we dance under the black flames of the sky
don't dread the tiptoe tapping of our feet
the darkness will soon offer its goodbyes 
tomorrow we shan't regret what we've done
just wicked children yearning to have fun