We interrupt this regularly scheduled blogging...

...to bring you some self promotion. Earlier this year (July, I think), I was interviewed for a Blogger Beat podcast episode.

Your Saturday afternoon jams

Cory and I had a pretty chill Saturday afternoon--well once we got done talking to the tax woman (and not about poetry, unfortunately). After that though, it was all nice. There was sunshine and lunch and record shopping and driving around in the car listening to oldies, including The Coasters' "Poison Ivy," which turns out to be a favorite of Cory's.

Writing while female, part one

Look, I know I said I'd blog daily in March but I didn't say it'd be quality. Too busy, so for now I'll just leave you with Buzzfeed's list of what women writers are sick of hearing.

Goodbye, Edith Piaf

You came down in late afternoon, bearing coffee and bags of sweets
That before your knock, I would have found unbearable

Edith Piaf played through the speakers like through a tin can

Predictable for a rainy day but because the first drop remained

We agreed: Perfection

In your face I saw the quietest of grief.
Soft and waiting.
But, also, joy.

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