Small Town Crime
This poem is based on an article I read in a small town newspaper back in 2008. While this isn’t one of my best poems, I do enjoy the movement […]
This poem is based on an article I read in a small town newspaper back in 2008. While this isn’t one of my best poems, I do enjoy the movement […]
The summer of 2011 I stumbled upon Austin Kleon‘s work sitting on a shelf in a bookstore. Not heeding the title of one of his books, Steal Like an Artist,
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This is a poem pieced together from notes and lines in a notebook I used while serving as the teaching assistant for the Holocaust course offered at the University of
Half a bottle of vodka & half a loaf of bread Read More »
This is a poem I found in one of my old notebooks. Near as I can tell, I wrote it sometime in college. There isn’t too terribly much for me
Yesterday was my sister’s birthday! So I thought I would share a poem I wrote in college about listening to Glenn Miller in our basement with our Bubbe. The week
Pennsylvania 6-5000 Read More »
An odd poem written between high school and college, blending together experiences and advice doled out to my sister and me.
Happy National Poetry Month, we have finally reach my last poem for the month! This is an odd little poem I wrote around ten years ago and re-wrote several years
why the sky is blue Read More »
This is a poem I wrote late one night, during late winter while homesick in Lincoln. My studio apartment featured a loud refrigerator, which reminded me of crickets and the
The summer my Grandpa Wally fell, the hospital conditionally released him to a nursing home for a week of physical therapy. I remember the look on his face when they
Shabbat HaGadol! The Great Shabbat! I hope this Shabbat lives up to its title as I hold all of those suffering from COVID-19 in prayer. It is certainly odd to
Family Friday: The Singing Mailman Read More »