listen, please, close
your eyes—can you hear it? We think our souls live

in boxes, we think someone sits behind our eyes,
lording from his little throne, steering the fork to

the mouth, the mouth to the tit, we think hungry
children live in our bellies, clutching their empty

bowls as the food rains
down, we sometimes think we are those

hungry children, we think
we can think anything & it won’t

matter, we think we can think cut out her tongue,
then ask her to sing


– from “self-exam (my body is a cage),” by Nick Flynn




IFOA in October

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This is some hyperexcited early notice that I’ll be reading at IFOA this fall–a total geek dream come true. When I’ll be reading/who with:

Tuesday, October 27, 2015Claire Caldwell, Ulrikka S. Gernes, Stevie Howell, Damian Rogers, Deanna Young
7:30 PM

Friday, October 30, 2015: Barry Dempster, Richard Greene, Stevie Howell, Jeff Latosik, Amanda Jernigan, Jacob McArthur Mooney, A.F. Moritz, Shane Neilson, Hoa Nguyen, Alexandra Oliver, Molly Peacock, Karen Solie, Priscila Uppal
7:30 PM

The program’s still shaping up but you can find additional details here.


Studs Terkel to James Baldwin, 1961: “Who are you, now?”

Baldwin: “Who, indeed. Well, I may be able to tell you who I am, but I am also discovering who I am not. I want to be an honest man. And I want to be a good writer. I don’t know if one ever gets to be what one wants to be. You just have to play it by ear and . . .    pray for rain.”


(Taken from this couldn’t-be-more-wonderful piece.)