I live in Buffalo, New York now. At every stop sign people smile. It’s refreshing.
Sometimes I ride my bicycle around the city. Sometimes I stop and eat tacos
from a food truck named Lloyd. Sometimes I retreat to a bar where the mullet
works as a form of pride.
Last night I watched a woman in a neon-orange Goo Goo Dolls shirt swallow
a knife while a teenage dj bounced music over the treetops in Delaware Park.
There were children throwing sticks at each other and adults with half-beards
rolling down a hill they call Shakespeare. It was all a little inspiring.
Every night I listen for gunshots or fireworks before flossing. O dental hygiene.
BatCat Press has decided to run a second printing of Snowmen Losing Weight. If
you didn’t pick one up, please do. If you order one, I will send you a copy of
a broadcard I made at Western New York Book Arts. Just email me. I trust you.
Here’s a photo of what the broadcard looks like before proper inking. Here’s
Thank you Chris Fritton for helping me in the production.
Yesterday the mailman delivered a package from Poems-For-All. They
produced matchbooks of two poems from Snowmen Losing Weight.
You will be able to find them in various Buffalo establishments and if you
come to any of the Just Buffalo Literary Center events. So do that.