How small the apocalypse
Abstract
Some of these poems are devout. Some of these poems are agnostic. Some of these poems piss on the sides of buildings at 2 o’clock in the morning, not because they badly have to piss, but because they are simply contrarian. Some of these poems consume obscene amounts of Netflix—despite living in an apartment building with shared internet—and yell at their neighbors for watching porn when they want to watch Parks and Recreation. All of these poems want pierogi and kielbasa. Make me—I mean, the poems—pierogi and kielbasa.^
Degree
M.F.A.
Advisors
Don O. Platt, Purdue University.
Subject Area
Creative writing
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