Currently closed to new submissions

I will be taking 2022 (and perhaps 2023) to tend to the garden of ongoing texts. You can always send me poems or ideas if you feel that your project works in dialogue with the path Winter texts has moved within so far. (But please be kind if I have to say no, I am a creature too; my answer has nothing to do with the inherent merit of a work but the idiosyncratic way in which I manage to try and stay alive.)

With all that said, you can reach me here:

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