Let’s get disembodied in our poetry! Shuck your constraints, poetry freaks, write freeee! In a colossal spurt of vainglory, I read from my new collection, Disembodied! Poems for Wandering Ghosts, available now–a found pile of verse blurted onto paper, nearly all in one night, if I recall. That is what happens in life’s wiggy, liminal moments when you’re not quite certain you belong anywhere. Plus! A brief look at the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics! Have you gone breathless at the very name? You are not alone. Disembodied: Poems for Wandering Ghosts https://a.co/d/0hB23Edn https://www.naropa.edu/academics/schools-centers/jack-kerouac-school-of-disembodied-poetics/