Mostly it's been little cafes. You know, the kind where they don't shut down the espresso machine during the reading, so while you're trying to belt out your best string of alliterations there's this SSSSSFFFFFFFFOOOOYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! in your face. Or . . . the ones where one other person shows up and it's: the person you're reading with! Or . . . you don't read at all, which is lately the case.
So hold onto your hats, ladies, but this (up there, at the top of the page) is where I am reading on Thursday night.
My heart is hurting. I am going to be sick! Get me a freaking pail!
Like Anne Sexton, the business of words often keeps me awake. My favorite tulip? Queen of the Night. My poetry books are Blue Positive, What the Truth Tastes Like, and The Little Office of the Immaculate Conception, and (forthcoming) Reckless Lovely. I also wrote a book of 366 writing prompts, one for every day of the year, with Kelli Russell Agodon: The Daily Poet, curate Beacon Bards, a 2nd Wednesday of the month poetry reading series at The Station in Seattle's Beacon Hill neighborhood, and serve as poetry editor of Crab Creek Review.