and now Aimee went and did it.

In “Fugu Soup Blues” for example, the reader’s introduced to the toxic porcupine fish, “the only fish/ that can close its eyes.” But the poem moves beyond reportage of facts and into the terrain of people’s attraction to risky behavior, i.e. the consumption of such a dangerous delicacy.

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I have GOT to get tickets for LA and finish writing a fellowship application.

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Revised two of my NaPoWriMo poems. With one, I had no idea that the draft would turn into something I could keep. A pleasant surprise.