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where you can find stuff I've written:

Poetry Collections:

Meaningless Cycles in a Vicious Glass Prison

Anthologies:

22 More Quick Shivers
Aliens Among Us
Alternative Theologies
The Clock Does Not Stop You (editor)
D.O.A. II
Quick Shivers About Bugs
Quick Shivers from the Midwest
Revisiting The Undead
Subliminal Reality

Websites/Magazines:

The Horror Zine
Jamais Vu, issue 3
Nothing's Sacred, Vol. 5
Recompose (editor):
-Indescribable Ossuary (issue 0)
-Tropospheric Scofflaw (issue 1)
-Ritualistic Pompador (issue 2)
-Maurauding Samba (issue 3)
-Saurian Gaeity (collects all issues)

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