Open: Journal of Arts & Letters

I’m pleased to have poetry in the current issue of Open: Journal of Arts & Letters.

They are publishing a number of haiku of mine which will be spaced out over a sequence of time.

I also have haiku forthcoming in an anthology to be published by the venerable Modern Haiku press, and that one’s edited by two poets whose work is sustenance to me, so a double-plus-good, to speak in the Orwellian which seems to be getting closer to us every day.

I’m also hoping to have a new president published shortly after the November election. Well, if you want to call the walking, talking piece of shit in the Whitest House on Earth a president. I don’t. So now he hides in a bunker from his citizens before declaring war on them with a piece of legislation that hasn’t been invoked since slaveholding days.

I’m reading Prejudential by Margaret Kimberley right now. I highly recommend this fast read in which the author gives you a breakdown of where every U.S. president stood with regard to African-Americans and their rights. Each chapter is only a small handful of pages. I always correct people on Twitter or anywhere else now when they say “The Founding Fathers…” to start their sentence. Like it means shit. I simply feel duty-bound to help them clarify that: “Don’t you mean The Founding Slaveholders…?”

Kimberley’s book starts with a correction about the myth of Washington’s wooden dentures. He actually had teeth stolen from living slaves. He “paid” (underpaid, by the way)…