My thesis, on the surface level, concerns a double murder that happened outside of my hometown in Georgia in 1930, and the bodies were..
In a class of 11 poets, we get close. But not always close enough. With the maelstrom of putting together a thesis, teaching, and work..
It’s hard to believe that my year as ambassador is coming to a close. It’s been a terrifically exciting, prolific, and rewarding year,..
I was once chastised (putting it mildly) for taking medical advice from a German bartender over a seemingly insouciant French doctor. ..
What does a poet do when it isn’t 20 below zero with a windchill of negative 47 outside and there isn’t a waist-high..
(See also: sentimentality.)
In almost any beginning workshop, you’ll learn that there’s one thing that will turn a good poem sour i..
When I was thirteen, I went to a friend’s beach house for a week in May. I think there was a crawfish festival going on, because I rem..
In my first blog post last September, I mentioned that I’d just started co-curating a Chicago-based reading and performance series cal..
Almost every Wednesday night after class, two classmates—Abigail Zimmer and Tyler Cain Lacy—and I go to Boiler Room to celebrate the h..
Tuesday night I watched True Detective for research. Yesterday I submitted the final draft of my thesis. Today I slept in. If I could ..