2016, Archives, January 2016, The MFA Years

Location / Acclimation

The last thing my workshop professor told me as my MFA’s first semester concluded was: you get three significant breaks: winter, summer, winter—write, use them well. Then she said something about something magnificent always happening during a break, but the pressure of having to produce work was enough for me to worry about. I flew… Continue reading Location / Acclimation

2015, Archives, September 2015, The MFA Years

First Times, Community & Superstitions

What can I say? It’s going well. Well, that’s no good. It’s hard and it’s not about the classes. Only just a little, but it’s so much more. It’s the classes and when you’re not in class and when you’re in the city trying to get your shit together and the shit will not stick.… Continue reading First Times, Community & Superstitions

2015, Archives, August 2015, The MFA Years

Francisco Márquez Introduction (New York University ’17)

Image: Vincent Desjardins As for the poet thing, this is the story I like to tell some people: My grandfather was an art collector. He was the son of farmers from Italy who at the age of eighteen decided to enlist in the Second World War, and then upon surviving, moved to Venezuela to start… Continue reading Francisco Márquez Introduction (New York University ’17)