Chimera- Day 1

So friends,

I feel like I haven’t posted in ages (probably because I haven’t). There’s a lot to say and I’ll get around to it as I can. Many secret dealings in the works, many exciting stories to tell. And more on the horizon. (I mean, I head to BEA soon, and then the UK!)

Because of the necessary silence on the big things, I wanted to start sharing something. And I figure, why not share some poems? Because, yeah, I did poetry in grad school. And yeah, I’m going to share my final project.

Eight poems, modeled after eight distinct poets’ styles.

One theme.

Without further ado, here’s the first poem in CHIMERA.

I

Chimera’s newest incarnation

in the style of Hughes

When God grew bored with man

He picked up

His tools—dust and semen and serpent—

and decided to play Himself.

He took the gravestone,

the augur, the firepit, he drilled

a hole into the dirt and

set His sons aflame.