So I got this email

“…Although we have not yet determined a winner, I am delighted to tell you that your manuscript, “Why My Mother is Still Afraid of Heights,” has been selected from among over 900 submissions as a finalist in the University of Wisconsin Press’s Brittingham Prize and Felix Pollak Prize poetry competition. Your manuscript, along with the 30 other finalists, has been sent along to our outside judge for a final decision…”

Should know by January. Pardon me if I can’t stop freaking out before then. Professional!

Also,  I got an acceptance from LEVELER, and my poem will be appearing in January.

My poem “Small Talk” appeared in Day One. Buy it here for just $1.99!

Finally, I have a poetry reading on December 10th in Philly. Come!

Oh and this!

Ages ago, Washington Square Review posted my poem “What if I don’t even like you?” and I am only just now sharing it. Apologies!

The title and line in italics are borrowed from Dorothea Lasky‘s stellar poem “Depression.” I was introduced to her poetry by Mark Wunderlich when at Bennington, and it has had a hearty influence on me.

Malaise Begins and Ends with “ME”

I update this blog every few months to apologize for updating it every few months.

Recent acceptances include:

My poem “Small Talk” being picked up by Day One.

My poem “My Father Requested Excommunication” being picked up by the Milk Teeth anthology.

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Excitingly, the Brittany Noakes Poetry Award Reception & Reading took place this past October! Below are some photos from that event. Congratulations to our fabulous winner and finalists–it was a very special (albeit rainy!) evening. Their words were kept company and rhythm by the steady drip of a leak in the ceiling.