I’m back from AWP in Chicago & will surely pass out from exhaustion in a matter of minutes, but I just wanted to say thank you to all of the wonderful friends and readers I met this week. Being a writer is a strange affair. You sit at your desk, you bang your head against your desk, maybe a poem happens, maybe it doesn’t but eventually — hopefully — some of your work makes it out into the world and into someone’s hands. And if you’re lucky, you’ll get to meet the person to whom those hands belong and, with a deer-in-headlights look on your face, you’ll say something like “Wait, you read my poem? Like, you actually read my poem?”
Thank you to Jericho Brown for making the Phantanstique 5 Reading possible at Harold Washington College. And thank you to the amazing audience for your love and questions.
Thank you to Roger Bonair-Agard & Mahogany Brown for inviting me to read at the Black Don’t Crack Speakeasy hosted by the Chicago Cultural Center. And much love to the other readers and performers many of whom I met for the first time.
Thank you to Metta Sama & Carrie McGrath for inviting me to read at Uncharted Books. What a great way to spend my last night in Chi-town.