I've always done things that were good for me, whether they were viewed as being as prestigious or whatever.

I question my own talent and ability to make creative work every single day.

My life all-around is really different than a lot of other poets. Not poets that are parents, too, but just that I can hardly find anyone who works in the industries that I've worked in.

I've always been intrigued with the male characters in novels like 'Pride and Prejudice' such as Mr. Darcy, and this poem is part of a series of poems that explore desire and obsessions. The poems have been sitting in a drawer for a few years, so I decided to dust them off and work on them again since I have not written a new poem in more than three years. I'm not sure anything will become of the series, but at least it gives me something to work on in a period where I feel very uncreative.

I do think that given my background as a poet, and also I work in a different field, you're sort of neither here nor there.

We're all just a part of this large, spiraling, constantly fluid hierarchy and changing. At some points in your life, you feel crushed by that, depending on who you come in contact with.

As I published books, I realized, that's not really what I want. I don't care about the books as much anymore. I just want to write poetry.