Thank you for visiting My Macho Bullshit. If you know me in real life I’m sure there’s no explanation needed. If you don’t: imagine thirty years spent amassing my Macho Bullshit, ten or so observing my accumulation, and the time since attempting to unravel it. Apologies to all who’ve been my passenger when I’ve refused to consult a map.
Links to recent work:
Ghost City Press invited me to contribute a micro-chapbook: Airplane Poems