My name turned up in a Tribune article recently. Random. I guess opinions matter in this country.
In other news, what would you think if I wasn’t really “Taylor” at all and had been masquerading under an assumed name? I have been pondering that today, ever since our lovely neighbor (I’ll call her “Hester Prynne”) decided [...]

bullets and buttercreme
go down with a bang
stop smoldering sinews
from which beads of blood hang
turn tables, not tides on
your notions of justice
what wavering wisdoms
should ever accost us
think arsenic arbitrary
a sensible mercenary
love lucid conformity
this formula’s sedentary
that “greatness” means gravity
not a cloud but a cavity
transfer profits to poverty
and you’ll silence the enmity

Writing is all about living. You can’t [shouldn't] write if you live a dull and uninspiring existence. I think this is a dilemma that faces many of us writers – we spend our time aspiring to become full-fledged authors, journalists or poets, and upon reaching our grail we realize that the real writing – the [...]