All-natural spooky

Nature is scarier and weirder than anything I can invent.  The eyes came out like this in the photo, by the way; I did not touch them up!

Reading this Sunday in Claremont

Fourth Sundays, the poetry series sponsored by the Friends of the Claremont Library in, duh, Claremont, California, will be hosting me as a featured reader in this month's reading.  If you are so inclined, it's at 2 pm in the Thoreau Bookstore at the westernmost end of the Packing House, 568 W. 1st. in Claremont's Village West.  Chris Davidson will also be reading.  I will be reading all new poems, ones that don't appear in my chapbook Eggs Satori, which chapbook has not yet appeared.  When it does, the photo above may be its cover.  Guess we'll all be finding out, won't we?

Darkness is afoot, and sticky

Dark motivations for eating chocolate never need to be rationalized.