I'm a poet born in the era of Andy Warhol and a generation that wanted to be famous.

Poetry is my politics. It's an opportunity that gives me a way to speak.

I am always hungry and wanting to have sex. This is a fact.

Urban nature is like living with mass conditions. It sometimes feels like a myth & you are its scribe.

The poet’s life is just so much crenellated waste, nights and days whipping swiftly or laboriously past the cinematic window. We’re hunched and weaving over the keys of our green our grey or pink blue manual typewriter maybe a darker stone cold thoritative selectric with its orgasmic expectant hum and us popping pills and laughing over what you or I just wrote, wondering if that line means insult or sex. Or both. Usually both.

People loved to talk about how Frank O'Hara didn't really care about getting published. That doesn't jibe with my experience.

Art feels like it has this frame, and it's either outside or inside.