Thank you for visiting My Macho Bullshit. If you know me, you probably know why that’s the name of this site. If you don’t: Thirty years spent amassing my macho bullshit, ten or so noticing that I’d amassed it, and the time since attempting to unravel it. Apologies to anyone who’s ever been in a car with me when I’ve refused to look at a map!
Links to recent work:
Etiquette Tips For Young Ladies
What Should I Wear to the Revolution?
An Unreliable Narrator of the Short Ride Home
Ghost City Press invited me to contribute a micro-chapbook: Airplane Poems
