Finding poetry in everyday places.
Often behind the butter.

We often get the idea poetry has to be unreachable to be good. Obscure, academic. But poetry is simply the language of being human, of having a heart that feels things and a mind that thinks things. And doesn’t that language belongs to all seven-point-something-billion of us?

So why am I here? Existentially, unsure. But in terms of this Substack, I can tell you.

I’m finding poetry in everyday places. It’s not an assignment, a riddle, an IQ test. Just a place you could take your shoes off.

About me

I’m a poet and humorist from Atlanta, now based in Madrid. My work has been published in a handful of places, like The Shore, The Madrid Review, Points in Case, Same Faces Collective, Slackjaw, The Belladonna and others. My poems have been shortlisted for The Letter Review Prize for Poetry and nominated for Best of Net.

My first poem was published at eight years old, about listing my older brother on eBay. It probably shouldn’t have been published.

You can read some of my work here.

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Poet laureate of my mother's fridge, finding poetry in everyday places. Often behind the butter.

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