heh heh heh…. why yes u can step into my office but shoes off first pls don’t b rude
went into the depaul bookstore to get a pen but it was full of 18-year-olds so i farted everywhere and left
Learn about Poetry Foundation events and awards and programs including Poetry Out Loud, the Writer’s Almanac, and the Harriet Monroe Poetry Institute.
the idea of promoting myself is very uncomfortable for me, but i know i need to get in the habit of it so HERE GOES: i am reading w some folks at the poetry foundation in chicago this tuesday sept. 16 at 7 pm. it’s going to be a hilarious riot of a time and if you’re in the area/available, you should come and throw food at me as i read about throwing up food. also you should come bc it is free. also bc poetry rocks!!!!!!
"My wheels are fully greased for once
& all I’ve got to lose are these shapes
I’ve drawn in the snow, one looks like
a duck, and that’s nothing.
I could lose that."
Sara Woods (whatmountains), from "Dear mouth opening into a yawn," published in Sundog Lit (via myshoesuntied)