I GOT THESE PICTURES OF THESE DEAD CATS RAINING DOWN WITH SCABS ON THEIR FACES

I have two new poems, "Pictures" and "Raining Dead Cats," in the new issue of Breadcrumb Scabs. "Pictures" is a part of a series around the phrase "I'm so stoked you are alive." I'm not really writing those anymore, but I am happy to see this one make it to print. "Raining Dead Cats" was one of the first poems where I wrote about myself and it wasn't boring, so that's nice.