So, it’s been a dry spell lately, sorry…
An M.F.A. is no joke. My living room is stacked intermittently with books of poetry, essays, and an occasional novel only stopped mid-thigh for reasons of stability. The spires aren’t coursed by water but heavily annotated papers. To find one’s place in poetry as it currently is… Hooooooooooooooooooooooooowey. So yes, I’ve been full of white-hairing stress-balls thicker than marimo colonies. But yes, yes. Poems must go on. Firestarters will begin on Monday, January 24th, and I will at least be posting more laugh of the day posts, and for your consideration poems. AWP is coming up soon and I will hopefully be connecting with more writers and people of interesting perspectives to share with the temporarily immortal infosphere we’re enjoying.