I “co-created” a yellow cake with Duncan Hines. You can too.  Here’s how:

1. Go to the store and buy the shit.
2. Mix all the shit together.
3. Put the shit in the oven.
4. Take the shit out of the oven.
5. Let the shit cool.
6. Ice the shit.
7. Eat the shit.

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I have a new poem at Guernica

I have three new poems at The Awl

I wrote an ekphrastic piece for Soft Spot Gallery based on Jesse Hlebo’s visual piece “Deep”

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Here is a vid of me reading at the release of Chris Toll’s The Disinformation Phase. Three things have since been cut from this poem (the daughters line, the butchers line, and the word “shit”). Thanks for filming it Adam Robinson. Chris’s book is like a weird church & Bob Dylan put in a blender, so I really like it.

Here are two new poems of mine in interrupture.

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The best thing I got for Chanukah was a bling sleep mask. Thanks Rose!

Mother made the SPD poetry bestseller list again for December and Ampersand is going back for a reprint. Holla.

Here’s me coolin’ out on the AM NY xmas list.

I talked with Ryan Call, one of my fave internet friends, about lit blogs over at Electric Literature.

I reviewed Nate Pritts’ Big Bright Sun for The Rumpus and forgot to tell you.

I’m doing lots of readings in 2011 and would luv if you would come to one.

That’s the story, mornin glory.

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Venus’s ass is a juicy ass.
I want to hump all over her jujubee nipple.
What does it mean to be a fully-formed woman?
You or time or age have taken me from the map of me.
While Venus reclines w/ poppies on her belly, I rifle through my purse for a bone.
If I am born today I am born today.

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