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Scream Queen Sequel

You Can't Pick Your Genre cover Big Lucks
Final Girl cover Big Lucks

I’m so happy I can finally announce that my out-of-print Scream chapbook has survived to see her sequel as part of a chapbook do-si-do arriving this summer, alongside Lauren Milici’s Final Girl, from Big Lucks. You Can’t Pick Your Genre got treated very poorly by her first publisher, and it means so much to me to see this project get a second chance at the life it deserves. Mark Cugini did such an excellent job designing these covers, and also helping me revise some of my favorite poems I’ve ever written into their best possible forms. I can’t wait to share them with you. I’ll be posting a link when pre-orders go live.

Perversely, I spent National Poetry Month completing an initial draft on my first-ever full length prose project. Though most of my writing time has been generative lately, I do still have a few publications to share.

+ Lauren R. Korn recently interviewed me for The Adroit Journal. We talked about a falling knife has no handle, but also wandered into conversations about class, cocktails, comfort food, synaesthesia, disappointment, and how to do AWP right (for me, at least). I had a lot of fun discussing the book and hope you’ll have fun reading about the way the poems still hook into my everyday life, long after they’ve been written.

+ I have two Warhol letters in the spring issue of Sixth Finch: the first is about a Super Bowl party and Andy’s unexpected appearance in one of the commercials; the second sings the praise of worker bees and tells him he needs to watch The Crown. I’m very happy that these poems just keep getting weirder the more I write them.

+ Another Warhol letter found a home at Glass Poetry. This one is owed to Liz Taylor, horse races, and semi-precious stones. It includes a little description of the project, and how I started writing the letter series last summer in Arkansas, in case you’re hungry for an origin story. There’s also an audio recording of me reading the poem from my couch, in case you need a bedtime story.

Speaking of Arkansas, I’ll be returning to Fayetteville later this summer to lead a workshop and give a reading with my friends at Open Mouth. I’ve used the trip as an excuse for a little southern tour. I’ll be visiting several cities I’ve never met before and I’m really looking forward to bringing my poems to places I don’t see on nearly enough book promotion itineraries. Stay tuned for a list of dates!