Herein lie assorted works of a sick mind, and some
of a sick mind attached to heart madly in love. Though poetry is not from
the heart, sometimes it is of the heart. Aside from the written
works (which will surely tell you more about me
than you ever wanted to know), here is the rest of me, in a
nut shell. (Yes, I know a nut house might be more
apropos!) I live just on the outskirts of New Orleans, Louisiana,
U.S.A. I am male, heterosexual and 43 years old. I have been writing verse
since I was 11 years old. Luckily for the world, once I started drinking
I would, about every four or five years, get ripped and decide that everything
I had ever written was crap--it made a lovely fire. By ill luck I am still
in possession of the first poem I ever wrote, and now, so are you.
