you have wandered upon the rubble
of a minor estate withered amidst the aggregate of the internet.
i burned it down to the ground;
                                                 what will come of its embers?
will a regal phoenix rise up from the ash in fantastic flame,
or will the dust blow afar, never to be heard from again?

my poems on aria are included in this book:
probably about women

my new site, as well as all published books:

old essays on criticism, hosted on the new site:
on narrative
more on the core
on genre

previous site layouts, also on the new site:
visual history of lowonhitpoints