Man, I am really not a blogger…
Anyway, I was asked to submit more poems, this time for a national collection. So this month I will be spending it reading and writing poetry, which is a nice coincidence, since it’s National Poetry Month.
Started reading through some of my college poetry collections, but they were all written by old white dudes, so obviously I had to go out and buy some new books. I ended up bringing home Crossing the Water by Sylvia Plath and The Mobius Strip Club of Grief by Bianca Stone (which I now realize are both white women….diversify your reading selections better than I did, people. To be fair, I got the Plath one because of her poem “Daddy” and my issues with my own father and the Stone one because I read the inside and it said it was about purgatory and watching ghosts and stuff, which is exactly how to market something if you want me to buy it.)
Anyway, I’m excited to see where this poetry journey takes me.
TTFN (ta ta for now)