So that’s a photo of a van Gogh painting that hung in the recent exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s new location, MET BRUER, called Unfinished: Thoughts Left Visible. The whole exhibit was really fantastic but this painting really floored me. Because van Gogh painted the sky last. Last. Something about this strikes me… Continue reading Van Gogh Painted the Sky Last: Thoughts on John Grochalski’s Winedrunk Sidewalk
The writer Joanna C Valente said that “A trauma is a funeral for one; there is no one to mourn you but yourself. The coffin is empty, since you are still alive, but you must fill it with something, and that becomes your former self.” Or it becomes a book of poems. Better Luck Next… Continue reading Better Luck Next Year is officially for sale!
So in just three days Better Luck Next Year will be out in the world. As I’ve said before I’m really excited for you guys to meet this book. We’re having a little reading party with Jason Irwin, author of A Blister of Stars and John Grochalski whose new book Wine Clerk is now out.… Continue reading Better Luck Next Year: or How I Learned To Talk About My Boobs
Howdy from the hot garbage smell that is Brooklyn in the summertime! Yummy! So real quick, couple of thank yous before we get to the nitty gritty on the books, books, books. First off thanks to Anti-Heroin Chic for taking these three poems and to Your One Phone Call for this one. Speaking of poetry,… Continue reading Books are Coming! Books are Here! Books Books Books!
Cancer is a rare and still scandalous subject for poetry; and it seems unimaginable to aestheticize the disease. -Susan Sontag from Illness as Metaphor Cancer poems, meet the whole world. Whole world, meet the cancer poems. Low Ghost Press. Out July 23rd. It’s a limited edition 100 copy run. I’m eternally grateful to Kris… Continue reading Better Luck Next Year