arrival of the beebox, lady lazarus, the applicant (plath), heart condition (jehrico brown), miss july grows older (margaret atwood), a martian sends a postcard home (craig raine), i remember (stevie smith) stop me bcos i could go on and on and on
aria aber read it with her own amazing poem on the new yorker poetry pod & i haven’t stopped thinking about it since… bidart’s recording is constantly playing in my head
it's incredible that society built boredom and not the other way around. It also occurs to me that being bored and stuck at home may produce some high-quality feminist literature. so I just need to wait.
