Night Shift

“Once upon a time, in some summer hiatus away from secondary school, I worked my first slave. It was the graveyard stint at the Gas N Grub convenience shop. From nine at night to seven in the morning, I bagged first, rang second cashier, cashed in on $3.35 per hour—at the time, I was thinkin’ it’s all for four future years of school. Man, I see now my ass was probably worth five, six, or seven times as much. Brotha, I toiled sedulously, often fatigued, through those convenient sixty-six minute hours—boss was payin’ nine hours of cash money dough for a ten-hour shift! What with low pay, jammed register, broken slushee machine, and all them complaining coed bitties—I was an adolescent poet-to-be who’d already found his inferno.”

Uncle Sam's Decline

I was excited to see that The Airgonaut published "Uncle Sam's Decline," an excerpt from Spark Park. Previously published excerpts from my true first novel appear as "Persecuting the Poet" at Malarkey Books and "Night Shift" at Revolution John.

"Night Shift": An Excerpt from Spark Park

I was excited to see Sheldon Lee Compton's Revolution John publish "Night Shift": An Excerpt from Spark Park.

overqualified and homeless

"A guy hired me after a 3-hour interview at a coffee joint where I couldn’t afford a bland cup of coffee and said he’d call the next day. When he called, he offered me $500 a month to start. Full time."