Two days ago, I walked into Division Leap, a small and curated poetry archive of a bookstore just south of 9th and Burnside, with only about 5 minutes to spare in there, and instantly knew something about the good parts of the world. I fell madly and quickly and how. If you want to find me next week, in the early afternoon, I’ll be in a chair, in Division Leap, breaking into small parts, jumping off tiny edges, and becoming better.
And on November 8, I’m going to read poems publicly inside of Division Leap as part of the SLEEP series. SLEEP 4 with Michael McGriff and Erin Perry. Please be there, and please be less square.