I saw a piano, it went by so fast:
It snowed in Denver. I'm borrowing M's scarf, and the scarf makes me feel like I'm a bird with its chest puffed up. So I painted my fingernails to match.
I have to bundle up because I'm still determined to bike everwhere. Such as Kate Greenstreet's reading last week:
This weekend M read at an art gallery, some photos:
Curated by the lovely Richard Froud:
Review of Chris Tonelli's chapbook, No Theater: right here.
If you haven't yet, you should snag a copy.
Sampson Starkweather has some ninjas up at No Tell Motel this week: http://www.notellmotel.org/
I don't know if I previously mentioned it, but I have a few collab poems with Brandon Shimoda floating around:
At the Raleigh Quarterly.