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The worst part / is how my thumb / could erase her

I read Williams the same way I read vampire comics: for pleasure and for the purposes of theft. This is the folk art way, and it survives commodity art even when it is packaged and sold.

In his inimitable fashion, Joe Weil treats the pains of life as joy and the joys of life as pain.

All the tasty bits of vintage Murakami are here: dull but steadfast male leads, hypersexual and hypersexy teenagers, strange conspiracies loaded with uncanny coincidences, and, of course, forays into parallel universes.

[Ballata del Maine]

At one point, I made a very precarious living playing piano in a couple bars, one of which was run by a coke fiend who had a driver pick me up for the gig three times a week.

I was introduced to Ms. Winters’ work in graduate school and, ever since, have been a ardent admirere of her lushly orchestrated, yet intimate and searingly honest poems about the “big issues” that so many contemporary poets seem to shy away from: race, class, poverty, and gender.

[Anger Management]

I do not hate spoken word. I hate ham acting.

Poetry and poetics matter because words create the contours of what we can do.


Psychoanalysis is a good system for those of us that like structure.

[Tinsel Tinsel]

b bearhart, Alexander Long, and Jonterri Gadson name their favorite books and poems from the 2011.

Mother was never prepared for Christmas. We would drive around in the old car on Christmas eve looking for a tree.

[Who to Tell]