On Knowing If You’re Any Good

  If you’re a writer, you’ll live your life not knowing if you’re any good.  And you’ll die not knowing.  I think John Berryman said that.  After Phil Levine published his first book of poems, people said, yeah, but can you do it again?  Then he did it again.  Then they said, yeah, but have... Continue Reading →

Up All Night

This is a tale of vampiric propagation. We don't want to sleep. We want to make you just like us. And we want to live forever. In a hundred years, when most of what we know is gone and everyone we used to worry about is either dead or getting there, we're going to look... Continue Reading →

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