e-mail: KnifeStreet@aol.com

website: Seasons of Discontent

A little bit about me...
I'm pushing 30 and married with three beautiful kids, Stephen, Timothy and David
I'm a writer of angst-ridden and scalding poetry, so everyone thinks I'm angry all the time (I'm not.)
I actually write to prevent the homicidal urges, to save you all from me.
I'm mostly influenced by the works of Henry Rollins. (and it's a little too obvious!)
My wife and I started KnifeStreet to publish my books, and books by my friends.
I play drums in four bands
I love taking pictures, black and white, mostly UE.
I'm in college and will eventually be a teacher
I'm xstraightedgex and have been for ten years now.
I should work out because I'm out of shape, but hey, I'm lazy.

Here's a sample of my stuff...

Portrait of an American Predator
(from the book Blank Stare at a Clean Slate)

dusting off his best imitation of a nice guy
he glances in the rearview mirror and puts his game face on
a killer without conscience is on the prowl tonight
stalking and preying upon pretty young things
he uses his charm and sense of humor to win them over
then uses a surgical scalpel to bring his sick fantasies to life
they find body after body along the highway
a sad line of over two dozen victims
but he's got a smile that you can trust
confident handsome and articulate
he's every woman's dream
he's every woman's worst nightmare
tonight he brought home another lovely young lady
an off-duty police officer
she reacted quickly when the silver gleam of the scalpel caught the corner of her eye
he was declared dead on arrival at the hospital
she put two bullets in his chest and one between his eyes

Retired At 21
(unreleased)

I put the bottle down before I was even able to legally drink
but nights like tonight make me want to go right back to the bottom
to kiss off all these years of inner strength for a moment of ignorant bliss
I want to drown the feelings
I want to wash them away
every night lately has been a long hard decision to stay home
not to go to some shitty bar where the girls are loose and the drinks are way too expensive
to get some hot little high school dropout to smother my lap with her ass
while I do shot after shot after shot killing off yet another unwanted memory
to forget the pain of all these women in my life who have done a number on me
but I can't bring myself to lose self control that easily
I can't remember if that's a strength or a weakness


Here is what I have published...
Seasons of Discontent; a collection of poetry (out of print!)
Blank Stare at a Clean Slate; more poetry (available now!)
101 Ways to Start a Fight; more poetry (coming soon!)
Drive By Shooting; yet another book of poetry (coming later!)
Gun in Mouth Disease; a collection of short stories (coming much later!)


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