I’m thrilled (yes, thrilled!) to announce that in just over a week I’ll be reading some poems with an insanely talented group of poets at the Jefferson Market Library in Greenwich Village, just a stone’s throw from my first rented room in the city at age nineteen!

Feel free to drop in and hear some words if you’re in the neighborhood. Be there or be…octagonal? Below is a poem about what it was like to live in Greenwich Village in 1995 from my collection Still Life with City. (Content warning: roaches!)