The Last Man

For at least two good reasons, I've decided to rerelease The Last Man, my first book of poems, on my own: It has gone out of print -- both in paperback and via Kindle; and a few good readers (faithful, curious, random), missing it the first time around, may just want to "have at it." The look has changed a bit (minor changes in cover and text), but essentially it's the same book. I don't know that it's even me anymore, but certainly it was an earlier self. Half the poems I still have a fondness for, the other half I only half-remember.