Two poems I wrote and preformed:

I once had a friend who was a goblin (originally written in 2021, revised and extended in 2023) & Taking things slow (written in 2023)

"I once had a friend who was a goblin," was originally written as a short story for a class, but as time went on it it became about more people and I found myself returning to it to write more.

"Taking things slow," is about a brief experience I had while traveling in Troy, NY.

I once had a friend who was a goblin // Taking things slow (Couth Buzzard 10/4/23)

Poem written and performed by me:

I like to masturbate - alt. title Falling in love at stop signs (2022), was originally written as spoken word for a Seattle University theatre production.

I like to masturbate (Couth Buzzard 10/11/23)

Poem written and performed by me:

“Playing pretend” is the second draft of a poem originally titled “Buffalo wings”, which was originally written in late 2023 and focused more on death and loss. After hearing recordings of myself perform “Buffalo wings”, it felt too one note, like it wasn’t expressing the whole thought I was thinking. So I rewrote.

Playing pretend (Couth Buzzard 01/10/24)

My poem from the 2024 Fisherpoet’s slam, based on a prompt given. After being funneled many alcoholic drinks all night, I spoke slower then planned (and did some last minute lengthening revisions) that had my run time reach 35 seconds disqualifying myself from winning.

Prompt: using 3 commercial fishing related prepositions write a poem that starts and ends the same, but with different meaning. No longer than 30 seconds.

It's a full moon
Some combination of the beer, bud, and cigarettes have me feeling hoisted away from my surroundings
Aboard the boat that wobbles underneath me
My vision is anchored to the movement and music on the horizon
As the lights grow bigger and closer, it's a party boat full of women scantily clad, clearly not for me
But I've never been good with women, so I attempt to impress them the only way I know how, I show them my bare ass,
It's a full moon

Fisherpoet’s Slam (Liberty Theatre 2/24/24)

My poem for Fisherpoet’s 2025 slam, based on a prompt given. Two old ladies I didn’t know told me I should have won, and so did my girlfriend. 

Prompt: Write a poem that includes sounds you might hear on a commercial fishing boat. Must be performed only using three breaths. 

Breath 1:
I’m sorry that I have been gone so long, 

Breath 2:
I wish I could be the one to tell you I’m not coming home

Breath 3:
But the barkeep took my keys and hung over your voice sounds like fish guts ground, so I’ll see you when my headache is gone

Fisherpoets’s Slam (Liberty Theatre 2/22/25)

Sometimes I write poetry and even less often I perform it.

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