J Diego Frey was born in Denver, Colorado; experienced his moral conflation in Berkeley and San Francisco in the early nineties; and now, against all  odds, lives in Denver, Colorado. He can speak to cats and squirrels in their own language, but needs a phrasebook when talking to dogs or people from Europe.  He has been writing poetry since the age of four with only marginal improvement over the years.  Most good thoughts about poetry occur to him in the morning, often when he's naked and can't write them down.