Nicole ventures boldly into purple territory no fiction writer has entered before.

You all missed a fine reading last night by William D. Waltz and Kirsten Karshock, brought to you by Jane Sprague and Slope Editions. William read from his new, very entertaining book Zoo Music (some highlight poem titles: "Emerson in Vegas," "How to Keep a Job at the Crime Lab," "Manic-Depresion Can Be a Sexually Transmitted Disease"). Kirsten read from her dark, cruelly funny, and often beautiful book Unfathoms (there's a good review of it here; choice titles include "Imagined Births: a Collection of Disturbances," "Portrait of the Young Death as Alex," and a marvelous extended allusion to poor Mr. Ramsay, "'Very few people in the whole of England ever reach Q'"). A good time was had by all and there was (were?) tapas afterward.

Okay, I'm going to go ahead and reveal one half of my good news: Michael Palmer is going to introducing a few of my poems in an upcoming issue of Conjunctions. Which is thrilling, since I'm convinced he's one of the greatest living poets. Finishing National Poetry Month with a bang.