I have a new book out that I’ve been lazy about promoting. It’s called 32 Poems About My Penis, and it’s fairly self explanatory.
I don’t remember when I came up with the idea, although I’ve always enjoyed writing poetry. But a while back I was thinking about how I’ve changed as I’ve grown older and especially about my relationship to my own body. As a person with a penis, my feelings about sex have been wrapped up in my feelings about my sex organs, and those feelings have been all over the map since as long as I can remember.
Some of the poems are funny (like the one about my cat) some are ridiculous (because I think strange thoughts) but all of them are somewhat introspective, super honest, and generally me.
I hope you’ll take the time (and the $1.50) to give it a read. There is a print version as well for like $6, which I think came out rather nicely.
Enjoy!