We Were Always Reading Even If We Did Not Know We Were Reading, We Were Reading

Tim Barrus, New York Times

Publishing is unforgiving. There are writers who follow the rules. Never, ever coloring outside the prescribed places you can go. Especially rules that challenge the publishing status quo’s take on reality. To call it reality, everyone must agree, even the other writers who will delight in taking you apart, another…

in a snow globe/

you cannot compare my life or the life i have lived and cherry pick it apart, and then stand back, and pretend you have accomplished anything/ i know exactly how bizarre it sounds to people i call the normals/ i am not sure anyone is truly normal, but i do…

in these appalachian hills

in these appalachian hills groaning under not an anchor but a lack of them reading itself is like the scrap dealer bent so close to poverty one can only wonder why it is white people mainly cannot bring themselves to understand that reading is a warship that has kissed the…