From the breakwater to breakneck speed.

See, the thing is, first I was here:





Now, I'm here:



But, it's only a month until I go here:



In the meantime, I owe myself four poems. I probably owe some other people poems too, but I'm going to start with me first. Okay?

Full reading report to come later, but know that we had a blast. Abe Smith read for Tim Earley and was wonderful. It's been four years since I've been back to Provincetown and I didn't go skinny dipping THIS time. But, that's only when there's a full moon.

I'm promising myself I will go back more regularly, it's good for me. Except for the reentry part. My lord, New York feels hard today.