Strange days, strange cars, strange nights, stray stars.

If you’re into road trips and nightfall oddities, just ask the salesman for the keys and he’ll let you take er’ round the block for a spin. If you’re into music and turntable jubilation, grab a fresh can of American Graffiti and a poodle skirt, because this ride’s for you.

My debut poetry collection is available in both paperback and Kindle formats, so if you’re looking for a new throwback read, roll the windows down and drive straight off with a copy into the erratic white-moon still of our daily rotation of the strange night.