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Two poems from the new collection:
My third book, IF YOU LOVE THAT LADY, is out now from @wwnorton.
DM me if you'd like to purchase a signed copy. 🤍
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Check out this wonderful 5th Anniversary cover by one of our Paddlers, Jonathan at killthebox.ca.
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🚨Dream journal moment!🚨Beyond excited to have a poem in the new issue of North American Review alongside some absolutely rockstar poets and writers! Here’s to poetry, a little imagination, and the bizarre interplay of loss, lineage, and memory.
@NorthAmerReview
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Gratitude to Megan Nichols (@mgnchols) for this absolutely beautiful, generous, & spot-on review of MORE FLOWERS (@triohousepress) in Heavy Feather Review! Megan, I am so moved by your meticulousness & your genius! THANK YOU ALWAYS!
Read the review here: heavyfeatherreview.org/2026/…
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Thank you to everyone who came out to the reading in NYC this evening. It was wonderful to meet so many of you in person and have some lovely chats. These signed broadsides of one of my poems (designed by Chris Dean) will be available soon, and a video clip of the reading will be posted shortly. Love you all.
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We Don't Know How To Say Goodbye
~Anna Akhmatova
translated by Kunitz & Hayward
—We don't know how to say goodbye: we wander on, shoulder by shoulder./
That stick in your hand is tracing mansions
In which we shall always be together.
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A man does not recover from such devotion of the heart to such a woman! He ought not; he does not.
~ Jane Austen
Persuasion
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Grateful to @TheAtlantic for running this poem from my new collection, out in 10 days from @wwnorton.
I'm teaching a FREE class on July 25th at 1 PM as thank you for anyone who pre-orders the book.
myfivethings.com/class/maya-…
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Michelle and I had fun surprising the first group of visitors to the Obama Presidential Center on Juneteenth. Come check it out!
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Barack: You told me all those years ago that you couldn’t promise me the world, but you could promise me an interesting life. Of course, you outdid yourself and managed to give me both.
Eight years in the crucible, and not once did you melt from the heat. Not once did you let it harden you. Instead, you used it to reveal your truest essence: your stubborn optimism and unflinching courage, your dazzling brilliance and unpretentious decency, your ferocious work ethic and absolutely unshakable moral fiber.
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Take me back in time when Los Angeles residents would mingle with celebrities, and walk up and down Wilshire Blvd every Easter.
Each year Jack Benny would parody this on his radio and television shows.
I was born in the wrong era.
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Yes 💚

ALT Easter Sunday Now is the time. You have suffered enough. You have opened your life to the agony, asking its greatness to change you. You have carried all the madness of your time. No more, no more waiting. You who have gone down through the darkness, you who have done the work of thirsting, something has ripened inside you. Kneel here by the hollow of the empty tomb and turn around and see the face of what change is. Did you think God would abandon you? After madness, after lashes, after thorn-fire, rise again and see what ruin was doing. Sweet Jesus all is green and yes Death dies. —Joseph Fasano
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To everyone celebrating Easter, Michelle and I wish you a joyful holiday filled with reminders of the enduring power of faith and hope.
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I spend much of each week writing about the horrors in the world, bearing witness, doing my small part to find a little beauty and truth.
Tonight my 4yo asked me, "Daddy, can you stay close to me until I fall asleep?"
"Of course," I said. "I'm right here. Are you scared about something?"
"No. We came from the same star. I just want to remember that."
This world is for the children, and we're just here to keep their magic unhurt. Because they know something that they're trying really hard to tell us. And they're the same everywhere. Everywhere.






















