Little Billboards #9
Her hand cups the rain,while my ears cup her laughter.Then–daylight thunder.
Category: Poetry
Little Billboards #77
Eating the TaleStrategies of foodshould be read by anyonewho likes a long, cold burnimpassioned with clarity. This is eating the tale. Pay homage to disease,obesity, abuse, corruption, danger,to math, to…
In Space No One Can Hear You Kaboom: A Poem
I wrote this Robert Frost/Marvin The Martian poem for a pop culture poetry anthology that ultimately didn’t get published or funded or something. Maybe reading Robert Frost’s “Desert Places” and…
Little Billboards #69
Every banner says“Now Hiring” victims.The task of the branded.
Little Billboards #14
I feel as out of place as the steel drums on the Commando soundtrack.
Little Billboards #13
The correspondent received honors in the waron his first book.
From the Eunoia Archives: An interview with writer Ashley M. Jones
Near the end of this interview, Jones mentions sending out a second manuscript and working on a reading series. Since then her second book of poetry, dark // thing has…
