the birds of winter are resting in resilient decadence or I’m not resting when there’s so little time left for resistance

When I was a boy, I considered becoming a nun because I didn’t want to shave part of my scalp

You knew the names of other people’s fears because you / had plenty of your own.

During her lifetime, poetry turned into a vocation that helped Marie Ponsot achieve her true essence.

Szybist will be awarded the $25,000 George W. Hunt, S.J., Prize at a ceremony in September.

Come on. Come on. Come on, now. Come on.