Monday miscellany

When I teach undergrad classes, I try to remember what I was like as an undergrad. I was frustrated with life, a bit lost, and probably a pain-in-the-ass to some of my teachers–not too unlike Norma in For the May Queen.

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I can't believe I leave for Atlanta tomorrow! It'll be my first time there. And, yay, I get to hang out with Collin and meet so many people I've known only online all these year.

In which I answer questions like: "How do you see lady death?"

Farideh Hasanzadeh-Mostafavi, a poet who lives in Iran, has just published an interview with me here.