These poems are both still available on the magazine’s website.

I vague post, I lament, I long, everyone who knows me a little bit either in person or on socials knows that there has been a thorn in my paw for sometime now. & these poems are very apparent products of this.

Listen, I’ve made some big peace with this. For years, I kinda flickered between being annoyed at myself for feeling some sorta way about someone who I was quite sure didn’t even know I existed & being fucking stoked at the fact that those feelings were a wellspring of creative energy. & then I had a conversation with him this summer & realized that he knows I exist & there was something there, regardless of how lopsided & it all felt less heavy.

I drafted Apollo before I talked to him & Poet Laureate after. I am grateful for the inspiration & wish him nothing but the absolute best in this life. & I don’t think I’ll stop feeling some sorta way about him any time soon.