On Your “Justice and Open Debate”

I've been thinking long and hard about what to say on this and I have settled on the following: Okay. Not even thank you, because I feel as though all of you who cosigned this laughable decree of pseudo-oppression are locked on to this idea wholeheartedly. You don't deserve gratitude. Okay, as in at least...

Toolbox and the Junkyard

I remember during undergrad, sitting in a small conference room, waiting for my professor to enter. The class was intermediate poetry and I felt the familiar nervo-excitement I always had going into my creative writing classes, but especially poetry. Prose is easy. You string words together, make a foundation, take up as much space as...