MONDAY 10:02 a.m. This year has started out different. I see less people. I talk to less people. I walk around in my own life and feel closer to writing and my mind. Sometimes it hurts me that I’ve sacrificed everything for poetry and poetry has given me so little security. And…
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And I’m back. On a day I’m not hungover in Spain and with my answers to the Proust Questionnaire though I’ve been reading Rimbaud all day. (Let’s just…
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MONDAY 7:04 a.m. I haven’t slept well in weeks. My massage therapist keeps giving me Xanax because my doctor is weird about prescribing it. (And because…
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I’m a hotel poet. I write in hotels. I drink in hotels. I like being alone (and being alone is most understood in a hotel—even in New York City, the…
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Hello, I’m reading at Albertine on March 27, 6:30 p.m., with Stéphane Bouquet and John Freeman. Feel free to come (unless you prefer to catch me in…
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MONDAY 11:34 a.m. Then one day (who knows why) I decide to open a word doc and make a table of contents for the book I’m working on. I do this on the…
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Is the poem necessary? Who knows. Maybe to the person writing it, I hope. By the nature of its apparent non-necessity, its goals are allowed to be…
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MONDAY 8:09 a.m. Looking at the notes I took when I was on shrooms and LSD in Joshua Tree for my birthday. There’s over 13 pages. Some very bad. Some…
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