“I think about / the exhibits we saw today, among them Nava’s Wren, / its flight cage the size of a hatbox, and the polar bear’s / hard-to-watch, compulsive same-pattern swim.”
H_NGM_N: H_NGM_N # 15: WHAT WHAT HOW // Randolph Pfaff
This week we’re happy to feature Randolph Pfaff, whose poem “Red Shoe Diaries” appears in the latest issue of H_NGM_N.
What are some of the biggest influences on your work?
Most often, I’m influenced by questions of aesthetics and work that explores the ideas of beauty, love, lust, and…
Thanks to Sarah and Nate for asking me questions about writing and life and reading and flowers. You guys rock!
Carissa Halston: Ezra
We adopted a cat last July from Animal Rescue League. She’s adorable and silly and feisty and quiet and sweet and we love her a lot. Her name is Ezra.
What follows is a short list of the things she tells us (we gave her a specific voice—that’s how we tell the difference between us talking and…
Birthday kitty!
“For some reason I am overcome and tears flood my eyes. The tired face of a humble woman stares down at me from a stained glass window. Her palms are open. Darling, I’m just as clueless.”
—from “Barcelona” by Johnny Magdaleno
A tight, tight new essay up today at apt!
Is the book I was reading
still open by the side of our bed? Treat it as a bookmark
saving my place in our story.
Mary Ruefle, from “The Letter” (via proustitute)
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