Wednesday, April 18, 2018

bur oak tree



This poem is from my chapbook, a record of night. There isn't a lot of story behind this sonnet- just making out with people under trees. College, am I right?

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 a record of night

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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

easley river road




This is a poem from my chapbook, a record of night. This almost-sonnet was written about a tryst with a married man (shock! gasp!) who was separated from his husband but was still remarkably unavailable. If you don't pine for a few emotionally unavailable humans in your college years, can you really say you went to college?

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

when we die




This is a poem from my chapbook, a record of night. My soon-to-be ex-wife and I didn't talk much about what would happen when we died, but I thought about it. I find the idea that I could be a part of feeding the plants and integrating fully with the natural world after death to be very soothing. Our ashes won't mix together after death, but I still enjoy reflecting upon my ashes mixing with the roots of a chicory.

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Wednesday, March 28, 2018

telescope




This poem is from my chapbook, a record of night. This poem was started on a night with a clear sky, full of stars, and a cold longing for a dear friend who was very far away.

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 a record of night

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Friday, March 23, 2018

In the process, everything

poem from the chapbook a record of night by K. Steitz



This is a poem from my chapbook, a record of night. I was inspired to write this poem by a jar of honey I had left in my mud room/writing room. The room was not as well insulated as the house, an add-on where a porch used to be, and I found myself staring into it as the seasons progressed. It was like staring into a bonfire or candle flame.

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 a record of night

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Wednesday, March 14, 2018

Remember that time I published a chapbook?

No? I forget sometimes, too. But I did! Did you mean to check it out but forget about it in the flurry of daily life? Now is your chance, my friends.

 a record of night


I'm reviving the chapbook! a record of night is available on Amazon! This chapbook contains my favorite poems that I wrote during college and my soon-to-be-legally-over marriage (angsty divorce poems not currently forthcoming). If you are into nature imagery, love, and longing, this chapbook is for you!

Over the next several weeks, I'll share with you some of the poetry contained in the book. If you like what you hear, please share the images or buy the chapbook (buy the chapbook!).



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Wednesday, January 31, 2018

at Planet Comicon in Kansas City

I don't talk about my comic-nerd side very often on this blog- I save it mostly for my tumblr, but I have an announcement!

I was invited to be on the Out in Comics: LGBTQ Trends in Popular Culture panel (room 2503A) from 2-3 pm. Please come check out all the amazing panelists and watch me say things confidently that I instantly regret. Jokes, jokes, I'm sure it will be years before I regret them. Or when I'm trying to go to sleep and I can't remember if I said something or didn't. But I promise, I will definitely say them with a great deal of confidence.

My doodle blog can be found at http://foonalina.tumblr.com