“If lilies are lily white if they exhaust noise and distance and even dust.”

Goodness, I think this is my first two-post day in … Well, perhaps, ever. I’m in the midst of beginning a poem inspired by Dara Wier, one of my idols, for Dustin Brookshire’s Queens of Poetry project, and I admit that the very idea of writing a poem inspired by someone as brilliant and amazing and intelligent as Dara Wier is so overwhelming that I had to put it aside for a while. Also, I simply had to scan and post this. One of my incredibly talented students, Stephanie Boxx, is an intern at the Georgetown New Graphic this summer, and recently interviewed me for their “People You Should Know” segment. This article contains the saddest and truest statement about my life, and, actually, perhaps about human life and the brutal alienation of the modern world, ever made: Emma Bolden’s family is a cat named Gertrude Stein. In addition, the article’s placement in the Georgetown News-Graphic creates the coincidence of all coincidences, perhaps making the saddest and truest statement about my life or human life in general or the magical serendipity of the modern world ever made: next to my photograph is a photograph of a kitten who looks exactly like Gertrude Stein did when she was a kitten. I’m even posting a photograph of Ms. Stein as a kitten for comparison, thereby proving both the coincidence and the saddest and truest statement which serves as an introduction for my interview.