Zetetic: A Record of Unusual Inquiry I Am Drawn I wrote this the day before Yom Kippur, so fasting was on my mind, which perhaps resulted in contemplation of what it means to be taken care of and nourished.
Scarlet Leaf Review Winged Sycophants - A poem written at a time when I was feeling particularly frustrated and helpless. (Trump had recently been elected.)
Your Windows - I wrote this not long after I'd finished my senior project at Bard, which included poetry inspired by Federico García Lorca. I feel there's a Lorquian twinge to this poem, mixed with melancholy at a love-situation gone sour.
La vida de una abuela sola - This is taken from the senior project mentioned above and is inspired by Lorca as well as a sad, old woman I lived with in Spain.
When You Leave - If only we could be happy all the time... Beauty v. Love - I'm still trying to figure out what this poem means. I wrote it long ago when half asleep.
Treehouse Arts How Life Works This is about peculiarity and artificiality. I jotted it onto a scrap of paper while sitting in the grass of a recently mowed lawn.
Slink Chunk Press Onboard A fleeting, "romantic" encounter inspired this poem, but I tried to let it extend beyond the encounter itself. It attempts to convey the timidity that I (and others) feel when it comes to expressing needs and desires. I began writing it while studying with Terrance Hayes at a writer's conference at Stonybrook in July, 2014. Hayes prompted us to write a poem that starts in one place and takes the reader somewhere else completely.