Mildly Yours

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The extraordinary, truly envious thing about being a poet is that you have a realm of being in which no one can nor desires to make you do anything. It…
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Notes in preparation for the novel: He claims that O’Hara “doesn’t introspect or recollect much,” which is a lie if we’ve read the same thing. Every…
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There was no plot. Before he said it, he knew she would say this didn’t matter, not that this was the point. It was childish to reply this way to a…
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It had been a good time to get pregnant. She was in the middle of everything at once, and it was going OK. It was best to be distracted while pregnant…
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A series of data points, an array of successes
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I was soaring down the 33 on my way home from the dry cleaners, blasting Sam’s Town by The Killers. A self-help album intensely beloved by me. When we…
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Because I don't want you to try to figure it out for yourself
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In enthusiastic recognition of Joe Brainard
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A virtual workshop
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There’s no money in poetry……… What to say except that when you contemplate the best thing to do with the one life you have, as it were. That there’s no…
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Everyone who thinks they're a listener is a talker
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Love stories as a sequence of non-events
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