UNC Greensboro

Like many this year, I found myself uncomfortably situated inside my home in isolation that seemed to grow longer and longer each day. I had plans for the first half of the year. I wanted to prepare myself for my MFA program: read as many poetry collections and write as… Continue reading…

The existential bodies of marginalized people are the new frontier for colonial land grabs. I was recently told, “I have una alma Latina (a Latin soul),” by a man who most certainly did not. He and Jessica Krug, the GW professor who forged an Afro-Latinx identity, are not alone in… Continue reading…

Reading as a writer is an odd activity at times or at least in my personal experience. As a writer I find myself always looking for something in a text. I go in with the intention of analysis; to pick whatever I’m reading apart to discover the meaningful core of… Continue reading…

It’s hard to navigate the rattling in my brain at the question: what am I reading? Is it, also, what have I read? Read recently, or forever ago, which continues replaying? If it means reading in this very moment, is it not this which I’m coaxing to form in front… Continue reading…

Do you ever read what you initially thought was a random assortment of books, only to find they are surprisingly related? By this I don’t mean a link that you yourself might draw loosely within your subconscious—I mean a super-strength strand of interrelation between them that seems unlikely, even uncanny…. Continue reading…