I'd wish for it to be in the salt and the swell of the ocean

My poem "The Parable of the Albatross" is now online at Stone Telling. It was inspired by a post of shweta_narayan's; it appears as part of the long-awaited Hope issue alongside beautiful work by new and returning poets.

In the same issue, Lev Mirov reviews Ghost Signs. It is an astonishing review:

Though the poems mourn the silence and unknowing of the dead, the dead leap to life to speak anyway, when given the chance, and they are always saying something, in the end, whether we hear them or not. We may know the dead well enough to love them. We can, in turn, be loved back. These poems, for all their plaintive, somber qualities, are also full of light: lovers reunite, companions are found, once-silent voices sing (even if their songs are not the ones we wanted).

I don't want to sound surprised that people like the collection, because that would be disingenuous, but I am honored by what people have been saying about it. I am very, very glad that they do.

I did not intend to vanish quite so comprehensively for the last few days. Since Wednesday night, I have been sleeping every other night. Last night was not my lucky night. That's why I'm going to bed now.