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More often than not, when I tell people I am a poet, in those rare moments when I leave The Womb and actually interact with strangers, I am greeted with a polite smile, which is another way of saying, “I don’t read poetry and I have no idea why you would write it because nobody …

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Oh, Blog, I’ve missed thee! It’s been 11 months since my last confession … So, where was I? Ahhh, yes. Baseball. As a general rule, I don’t like talking about poetry (or writing about it or even thinking about it too much, if we’re being honest). But when the right person catches me in the …

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When I was six years old, my grandfather took me to see Buddy Rich. I had just had my first drum lesson less than a week earlier, on a little wooden practice pad. The sticks were practically the length of my tiny arms. My first lesson book, which I still have, was Buddy Rich’s Modern …

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I just re-read my previous two Medium posts, the one that ended The 366 Day Project, and the one from when sQualor // gLamour came out. In those, I talked about the experience of feeling like I had finally become a poet. I talked about magick and intimacy and the power of holding a physical …

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