Hear the knock, knock, knock
of the man in the box
trying to escape,
a stick white man
with a red right hand
who’s never known the way.
poetry
A small sampling of things I've written over the years that could arguably fall under the general blanket of "Poetry." Much of the poetry you see here was originally published on Five By Five Hundred, and you can also find my stuff in upcoming issues of Asimov's magazine. (please note: this isn't actually structured into any kind of order or anything)