lisa marie basile

I woke up sick today, for no apparent reason. Not like “I have a cold” sick, either. Like, “I am so exhausted mentally and emotionally that I am breaking down physically” sick. So I am watching Netflix and collecting links to share with you instead of writing a blog post. [...continue...]

Most of you, I’m assuming, were not able to make it to the SUMMER DEATH poetry reading featuring six Luna Luna writers/editors/contributors last Thursday. Luckily, there is some video of the so-gorgeous-it-hurts poetry of Alyssa Morhardt-Goldstein, the vivacious lines of Lisa Marie Basile, [...continue...]

Having one of those Wednesdays where all you want to do is stare off into space and pick at your cuticles and nap? Well, I’m going to point you toward some really beautiful things here, which will lift you out of your doldrums. They were all written by friends of mine, who are killing it, and [...continue...]

I’m in the group photo at top right. I bet, if you were to make a list of all the people you could think of, in order of most- to least-likely-to-ever-be-pictured in The Wall Street Journal, I would be near the bottom. Right? I’d be near the bottom of my own list. Except maybe for some [...continue...]

Last night I read about ten minutes of poetry at Patasola’s Parlor, a monthly reading and performance series coproduced by Lisa Marie Basile and Emily Linstrom, two powerhouse NYC poets for whom I’ve had immense respect for ages. I’ve participated in The Poetry Brothel with LMB [...continue...]