A guy at the bar asked,“What’s your POV about the Community College shooting?” “An interior monologue,” I said. He then seemed to forget his next line. Beat. Beat. And I went back to reading.

If you’re jonesin’ and ya can’t wait to get to the bad poems….go here

cropped-snzdrsgrayWhile drafting a novel and parrying poems for the printed page, I may as well play out this paid string of a hosted blog while building that de rigueur Author’s Platform elsewhere. That ought to go well. And only 50 post here at any given time, and most originating elsewhere.


last legs 4

sharing marginalia of the moment
with poesy pretensions on parade–
for over a decade

r.douglas & Snz

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