And now for something unexpected … a poem

As a delusional suburban teen, I longed for the gritty urban world of T.S. Eliot’s poetry. Never mind that it depicted desperate and decadent lives filled with sordid mornings after – to me, that was aspirational (actually, it still is). I was also hooked on the rhythm and flow of Eliot’s poetry, which was unlike anything […]

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