Your first cradle
a chariot of fire
Your first lullabye
sung by the sea
on the sunny-side of clouds?
above Venice, CA
A few too many shots
As if to hold on
your mother grabbed
the chair arm
around her bicep
I try never to think of myself as one
person. I'm not static. For this reason, and also because I like the "mask
of literature" (i.e., what part of this work is him? what part total
fiction?), I'm not altogether comfortable with or keen on bios.
Yet all of my work is extremely autobiographical.
Two extremes are embodied in me: the desire to be known and the need for
Vitals stats: Born: Jackson, Michigan; DOB: Sept. 24, 1959; Education:
variable and ongoing: Engineering (Univ. of Michigan), Theology (Grace
Theological Seminary), Near Eastern Languages/Culture, and Education (UCLA).
Rilke's semi-proof of an afterlife. I paraphrase: the lifelong sense of
"I'm still learning and therefore any sense of completion must come
My beautiful family represents my feminine side: my wife: Ania; and my
two girls: Katia (6 yrs) and Nadja (2 yrs).
My current residence: Long Beach, California.
My passions: reading, writing, and travel.
My current mission: teaching math to inner-city Los Angelinos (Thomas
Jefferson High School, Los Angeles, CA.).
Influences: mostly dead guys: Samuel Beckett, Max Frisch, Thomas Mann,
Tolstoy, Nabokov, Rilke, Celan, et al.
A few of my credits: Electric Acorn, Niederngasse, Adirondack Review,
In Posse, The Melic Review, 3rd Muse, Samsara Quarterly, and The Drunken
A recurrent dream: being elsewhere.