Tonight I attended a poetry reading by Matthew Dickman. It was completely ruling. I’m too tired to produce a coherent introduction, but I can say that his poetry is hilarious and dark and kind and very weird, and that he has wavy bangs cut slantily, and that his much-acclaimed first book is All American Poem. I can’t over-emphasize how much I like his work. Here are a few of the poems he read tonight:
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