The Dinosaurs Are Orange in Seattle is a love letter in many ways. It is a love letter to memory.

It is a love letter to place. A place in time. A city. A self. Many selves and the freedom to be

found in the recognition that we are never the same person when we go to sleep as we are when

we wake up. This book is a love letter to the transformational power of dreams, of time, of

memory, of life and of love.

At the heart of all of the poems in this collection is a certain feeling of longing. A universal

sentiment experienced by everyone, but especially by those who usually are identified as seekers,

artists, dreamers, lovers or poets. These poems long for people, places, moments, experiences

that exist in the present, the past, and the future-as well as some that exist only in imagination.

One of the most prevailing sentiments to be found in The Dinosaurs Are Orange in Seattle is that

the human identity has a unique way of always changing while somehow retaining the essence of

its beginnings. We are never truly that far from home.