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It spirals to the left.

“Tooth,” a poem I wrote during my first phase as a speculative poet, is available now from James Gunn’s Ad Astra.

I have a soft spot for markets that have stood the test of time—Ad Astra at two decades. Perhaps, because I was interrupted in my blooming into the world of speculative poetry—captured instead by the often impossible demands of my career in science—I find comfort in the known, among the old growth presses competing like plants for light with the colorful new journals. (There’s space for both—diverse ecosystems tend to be more resilient and productive.)

I feel like I’m questing too—for light, for calcium and phosphorus, for the ingredients to protect us from the poisons in the world that we live in today. Although I maintain we should seek our cures without further harm to the narwhal.

New growth on established roots—”Tooth” will appear in The Women of Myth, poetry chapbook forthcoming from Island of Wak-Wak.