Recently, a well-known blogger and poet implied that I'm skeptical about Flarf (or is it flarf?). Now, I'm skeptical about a lot of things, it's true. But how would one go about being skeptical of Flarf (or flarf)? "Wait a minute - how do I know that chicken even crossed the road? . . . "
Author of Things Come On: (an amneoir) (Wesleyan University Press’ poetry series, 2011), earth day suite (Beard of Bees Press, Dec. 2010), Of Some Sky (Bedouin, forthcoming), and Poetry and the Public (Wesleyan 2002).