At heart, Kory is a bum. His greatest wish is to lie around on hay bales, sip cappuccinos, watch anime, and daydream of monsters or aliens or zombies (i.e., humanity). In his paradise, he would never actually endure the toil of writing. However, some dastardly force, whether random evolution or cosmic power, has infected the poet with a torturous amount of ambition. And so, instead of handing his life over to chips and salsa on feathered pillows, Kory spends his days pursuing a small pack of goals that dart and zig like frightened squirrels. He writes poems and stories involving the apocalypse, society, love, and anything weird. Kory is also a professional in affordable housing, passionate about alleviating the current crisis. To balance the creative and social with the physical, he trains for and competes in the sport of amateur strongman.