Here are a few galleries o' Drey-brand dread for you to look at with your peepin' orbs.

Check back, it'll change every now and again.

(Obviously nuttin' here now, y'nutter! BUT KEEP THE FAITH.)


Writing is my jam. Poetry is my peanut butter. I am the bread. Just below you'll find my most recentest write-things. See the full collection of my webwords by clicking the "View All" button just there. PSA: Line-breaks fall apart here, so make sure to click on the link for the FULL EXPERIENCE!

Tanka for 8/25/19

August 25, 2019

Tilt, then, gerbil wheel— I will put you right again ev’ry time you fall. Outside, car’s passenger seat finally clean—too late now.


June 24, 2019

It’s rough like canvas– unpainted roads on old sails. Lake won’t fish itself.

Haiku 10/2/18

October 2, 2018

Distant thunder shakes glass–the world appears behind closed blinds. Hold fast.


Hey y'all. Keep an eye here in the future for links to places where you can buy Drey-brand nonsense and help support my terrible addiction to food and/or BEING ALIVE.

Until I have that set up, please feel free to shoot an email to dreysleeps@gmail.com if you see any art or whatnot that you'd be interested in purchasing.

Thanks for stopping by!