Grad school asked me what school did you come from. So I started to write to prove them wrong. The lake poets said: "...all flesh is grass." and we all know how well grass grows around a neglected corpse. 

I am busy doing rather than applying myself to exposure. I suppose that there there are a few manifestations of the above heading-categories somewhere in my background.

I turn life into art and then in turn turn art into teaching fodder. I have numerous titles of books and poems in and out of collections. Most recent title is "Skin Hide Gloves" about the blending of dream and waking world/s. Before that I wrote "Do You" (DoU) about crack hotel love stories and other atrocities. It is new that I have married a Chinawoman with two young princesses. I make money now from teaching but my life's occupations have been "other".