Her anger had made its way to her music; my anger couldn’t find a home outside my own head.
Leaving my cishet marriage was hard, but it set us both free to find more satisfying relationships.
Without anywhere to talk about sex or process it, ‘Twilight’ offered an alternative space to unravel my own private desire.
When my father died in 2012, I inherited his well-read copy of Montaigne’s ‘Essais.’
But was there a better way to put these pronunciations on the page?
If poetry is an act of discovery for a writer, then even a computational poem has to uncover something new.
To these writers, saunf occurred in the world as a curiosity, but not as an inevitability.
Where I lived and grew up, the novella was never endangered.
When I look at my personal aesthetic (if I could call it that), I see something that gives me room to move through binaries.
Could I really not keep anything from the unbearable whiteness of being?