Still in disbelief that the brilliant Natasha Trethewey has chosen my poem, Dear Skull, for inclusion in Best American Poetry 2017. Thank you to the Georgia Review for publishing the poem first!
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Still in disbelief that the brilliant Natasha Trethewey has chosen my poem, Dear Skull, for inclusion in Best American Poetry 2017. Thank you to the Georgia Review for publishing the poem first!
Emily Van Kley 
I just read your poem, “Dear Skull.” It was exquisite. The lines “tolerate this animate interlude, nervous tic of cell & swoosh,/elasticity & vein//& you’ll emerge, democratically beautiful,//armature to nothing” were sad and brilliant, the definition of sublimity. I may give this poem to my AP Literature students when we get to the graveyard scene in Hamlet, a kind of memento mori plus hope. Anyway, I wanted to let you know how much I liked it. I’m a poet as well. Scratching away on stone tablets, throwing them down the mountain not toward the latest idols, but equally in prophetic confusion, lonesome, turning laws to pebbles.
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