Image: Kevin O'Mara I am graduating in less than a month from my MFA program. I am awestruck that the two years are over. I’ve met so many lively characters and have been mentored in my writing. All I can say now is I will take what I need and leave the rest. What does… Continue reading Goodbye to the MFA Program, Not to Writing
Image: Jain Basil Aliyas The first day of the Prose Poem class I was dismayed. My professor wanted us to write haiku. It was a moment before I could process what she was saying. Hai-who? Hai-What? No. No not that. It can’t be that. I write fiction and free verse poetry. Not that stuff. She wasn’t… Continue reading A Summer With the Prose Poem
I am a black woman. I consider myself lucky that I chose a program that houses other black women, making me not the token for the first time in my experience of higher education. I chose a program that even has black men, and other types of people of color in it. I chose a… Continue reading The MFA Vs. Everyone Not a Straight, White Male
I am finishing up the first year of my MFA and I will say it has been the most rewarding year of my life. I learned a ton about myself, writing, reading and the nature of grades. I will begin by talking about the self. There is absolutely no way you are going to get through… Continue reading Dear Future MFA
