I'm always glad that other people are way smarter about my poems than I am.

I just can't write and listen to music at the same time.

I learned to write with my desk in the living room, next to the TV. But mostly in my head, and I try to be able to do it under any circumstances.

There's no such thing as an animal too big too kill, AND we're cornered by such animals every day.

People get anxious about dividing sorts of poetry, say Confessionalism from political poetry. But Confessionalism is very much an expression of racial privilege and of class privilege. I don't think it's always a blind expression of these privileges but it does have its genesis in them, in the politics of them.

I do try to incorporate particular rhythmic and generally sonic motifs I discover in music as such, and if one thinks of language in a narrow sense, that, perhaps, suggests a possibility for a rhythmic sensibility that enters poetry from outside of language.

I hope I can write toward my interests. But poets should be afraid of too fluidly responding to what they're interested in.