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30 is here. When it came knocking, I didn’t peep through the slit between the door and the frame to see who it was and what it wanted. I knew. I opened the door and said, “Come on in 30!” Okay, maybe I wasn’t that eager, but I was pretty kind to my new guest. Me...

We recently had a very interesting conversation, my writing group and I, about maybe the second hardest ( and really most annoying) question to answer: So, who do you think you write like? We determined that for purposes of submitting to lit mags, it's an important...

Within the first 10 days of this new year, I’ve come across a few blogs, statuses and tweets of those “resolving” themselves for 2013. I, myself, have often been one of those people, demanding newfound and cast-aside undertakings where I will be a better lover, better friend, better bodied, and most...

"Cruelty" by Lucille Clifton I just mentioned on Twitter that I was thinking of a simple idea: it is interesting how things you thought were no longer have a way of coming back in such nearly invisible ways. I then thought of this poem, "Cruelty" by...