"Application for Admission [DRAFFFFT] from Kaylee River King," a short story that was a delight to write (following this character around, messing with this form), from me, for you, with deep thanks to the editors and staff at The Rumpus.

American Weather is here and it is beautiful. It is an artist book (letter-pressed, risographed, hand-stitched); it is collaboration with the artist Corie Cole; it is my categorization of gun violence as a sort of American weather, and refusal to accept it as so.

Thank you Burnside Review for giving my daybook a home among your wonders! Chrome of Iris, will be bound and pressed this spring.

And here's "Nocturne."

It is such an honor to be included here, on a treasure site I've long used and loved. Here's "This Picture Was Born When A. Wyeth Climbed Out on the Weathered Roof of Henry Teel's House."

I am grateful to the Poetry Foundation for getting permissions for these poems, so that they might find new readers through them. Here's "[The Chapter of the Rending in Sunder]."

It was an honor to write this, about gun buybacks, for The Georgia Review. "A seventy-something turned in his Uzi. There were the grandparents who didn’t want grandkids to find theirs. My wife killed herself with this gun, a man told the people who work the buybacks. I was going to commit suicide, and this was the tool. I found these biking on my way to school. One cut, two cuts, three."

I am entirely inspired by the name and vision of The School For Living Futures and am happy to be teaching a speculative fiction workshop for them this fall. Join me!

Are parties a genre? I have been throwing DIY, micro-granting moveable feasts since 2017. This was the first one since COVID, and Rocky Mountain PBS showed up to film, a gift.

Nice to find my third notable in The Best American, this time for "Is the First Technological Question the Question of Nipples?"

"So We Can Say Goodbye," a found essay, an epistolary essay, an elegy, an ur-letter, an experiment, is in good company in the winter (print only) edition of Allium.

"What sort of touch would you experience as a peasant in the year 900 in the Kingdom of Burgundy on a windy day in June?" now online from the beautiful winter edition of The Georgia Review

A new arts+letters print magazine made by an old friend from an old letters+arts print magazine, and I am happy to be in it. Loonbeek, looking pretty! Of Porto, Portugal.

Happy to be in the Winter 2021 issue of The Georgia Review with a new essay, "Is the First Technological Question the Question of Nipples?"

How does one read like a reader? What are the postures? For students learning remotely this spring (& for any interested readers) I recorded these interviews.

I painted a new mural, fourth in a series featuring short poems by women:

What is this time, anyway? For Image:

This is for the book of consolation, after the book of desolation:

I'm honored! Jonathan Galassi, guest editor of Cagibi's print Omnibus! Anthology 2019, chose to include my work:

"On Memory With No Devices," was nominated for this year's Best of the Net Anthology. Thanks, Cagibi!

My essay "Copper Copper Wheels Bronze" is in the new/first issue of COASTnoCoast. And it's weird!

Here's a pic of my third mural in a series featuring short poems by women:

I wrote Coming of Age as Coming into a Digital Existence:

Painted a new mural with "Psyche's New Hairdo," by this poet:

Thrilled & intrigued to be heading to Art Farm soon...

In which I recommend Elsie Piddock to the POTUS:

"Where we live it is 'very dusty,' and loss is added to loss."

Here's "American Weather," in full.

Hey Folly got a lovely shout-out from a fantastic artist here:

I'm honored to have an essay in the latest issue of VQR.

I pitched my tent with the new primitives:

Medium picked up my "Letter to a Stranger:"

A little pregnancy poem:

I love Off Assignment's "Letter to a Stranger" series. Here's mine:

Going public with this mural thing:

What I'm Reading:

I'm happy to announce a second year of literary events for Mountain Fold Books and now (taDA!) café. Poetry! Hip-hop! Craft talks! Community-wide through-readings! A comic-book drawing class...

In which this dope poet flirts with me:

My Stoner's Laundry photo essay is on the radio, over at The Big Something.

Sometimes a color is medicine. Here's my review of "The Long Shadow of Chernobyl."

"Nocturne" is now bolted to a wall courtesy of Ridgway's Alley Poetry Project, in the pretty Uncompahgre Valley. Thanks!

Thanos Gogos translated "[The Chapter of the Rending in Sunder]" into Greek for Thraka. Thank you so very much!

I'm co-curating Mountain Fold Book's inaugural reading series. The other night a number of young deaf poets performed work in ASL, without English translation. As Marina Eckler said, it was "absolutely radiant." Read our event schedule here:

I'm so grateful for Daneen Bergland's brilliant attention to Hey Folly in Propeller Magazine.

"Dear Joshua" was named notable in the 2014 edition of The Best American Essays.

I'm pleased as punch to be a part of this. You're looking good, Mountain Fold Books.

My Stoner's Laundry photo essay, once more.

I'm humbled and honored to be included here. I've found so many poems I love on this site.

"Palisades Kepler" is in the Boston Review. Nice!

Joshua was like that tree.

"Dear Joshua" is up at Wag's Revue. "A lot of talk's / plain scarred song."

I will always love you, Stoner's Laundry. Thanks, Hairpin.

Some notes on motherhood and writing:

A "living review" of Hey Folly by Andy Stallings.

Here's my letter to the editors of Thermos about putting together Hey Folly.

I've got writing up every day this week on the log for Thermos Magazine. Thank you, Thermos!

An excerpt from points 121-22 made their way over to "The Short Form," a most beautifully designed site. Look at that type!

"It Startles" is up at Verse Daily.

In Defense of the Dumb Phone, part the second, in which I try to call your bot:

In Defense of the Dumb Phone, part the first.

Before it's over, you'll have heard from everyone. Here's my "Next Big Thing".