poetry brothel

It's that time of year again! What time of year? you may be asking. The time when we take off our shoes and lay around on the grass? The time when we buy food-truck morsels and have a picnic? The time when we take a free ferry to a free poetry festival and enjoy the summer on Governor's Island? [...continue...]

Come one, come all! Sit right there in the front row, if you wish! You’ll never be able to discern the sorcery of the poets at the Poetry Brothel, no matter how hard you try, ladies and gentlemen. Their magic is real. But we invite you to try to figure them out in public and private readings [...continue...]

Hello my lovelies! It’s been a while since a Poetry Brothel event featuring yours truly rolled around, but this Sunday it’s going to happen! I’ll be at the Mardis Gras-themed Brothel at the Back Room the evening of February 23rd, dressed in all Fanny Firewater’s finer, [...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...]

…at the 3rd annual NYC Poetry Festival over the weekend. I think this is possibly my best selfie to date! I spent my day at the festival doing readings in a little Poetry Brothel tent full of lace and beads and weirdness on Governor’s Island. I wore a corset and a lot of jewelry and did [...continue...]

Well, stupid Nemo the Blizard cancelled the Poetry Brothel this weekend, but I still got dressed up and did a photo shoot. Photos to come! In the meantime, I’m watching the art for the graphic novel coming together and holing up in Bushwick. Happy snow day, [...continue...]

The New York Poetry Brothel will be at Figment this weekend on Governor’s Island, lounging our finest whore wear! The festival is going to be aMAZing and full of collaborative (and free!) art for attendees to admire and help create, music, dancing, face-painting, and weirdness of all kinds! I [...continue...]

My darlings, I know I am occasionally over the moon about the Poetry Brothel and constantly trying to get anyone within earshot to hear how great it is. And I often try to force you poor people to dish out some dough to attend a brothel event. So please, do bear with me as I do it again. But this [...continue...]

Fanny Firewater preparing for the April 15 Poetry Brothel–Film Noir. I don’t talk much about the Poetry Brothel here, for some reason that, in retrospect, I can’t discern. I think when I started writing about porn, I was eager to keep my “respectable” life separate [...continue...]