As the Moon Climbs

My poem “Memory Is Defined by What We Forget” has been added to The Semaphore Anthology, a compilation of some really nice poems curated by Samuel Peralta, a.k.a. the (in)famous Semaphore. Check it out, if you didn’t read it back when I wrote it. If you’ve already read it, do it again; it’s better than you remember*. Also, we have it on good authority that penguins can fly**.

*The validity of this claim has not been verified by the appropriate governing body, and is unlikely to be subjected to reasonable scrutiny in the near future.

** No, they can’t. They get really antsy as soon as they step into a cockpit, especially if they’ve been drinking.

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