I’ve been unfaithful, this blog. My affections remain steadfast, though, while my pen (quill, actually–the one my poet starter kit came with, along with beret, cigarette holder, and the book How to Alienate Friends Through Poetry) has wandered. The kind folks over at Superstition Review are hosting a blog where I talk about many of the same things I do here but with less self-deprecation and chimichanga references. Please check it out here. I promise to come back to you soon, this blog–sure, I may smell of that other blog, and that blog may send me weird texts in the middle of the night, but you always have my heart.
We Are Leaving Without You 