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Art exists in the space of transformation.                            It lives in our minds and bodies intimately, ready to be called upon in our time of need: whether when we recall...

When my bilingual poetry collection, Boomerang/Bumerán, was published last year, I felt a tremendous sense of gratification at seeing one of its central elements—the use of non-gendered language, particularly in Spanish—recognized, and...

In the pub after a reading, a man comes up to me to tell me how men of his generation (he seems to be in his late twenties/early thirties but...

I once hosted a post-reading dinner for a well-liked poet who moved between the bounds of academic poet and community poet. There was an imaginary line that bisected the long...

If the pressing question was, what is the meaning of my reading in the world, the more general, more immediate inquiry can be: how is reading—the notion I have belabored,...

Revision is a form of futurity; it believes that a more particular language will emerge.  In my formative undergraduate studies, it was instilled in me that a poem cannot be good...

Before I saw Turning Red, I heard about it. More accurately, I read about it, or I read about the movie refracted through another review which finished by definitively declaring...