I found this blackout poem while I was going through some things to compile my portfolio. People ask me if I’m getting nervous about the big day. I feel like this poem says it all.
Newspaper + Marker = Poetry. Buy the book.
WHAT SAVES YOU
FOR ALL ITS HEARTLAND GOODNESS AND ROMANCE
I’m still reeling from meeting Lynda Barry and soaking up a little bit of the crazy energy she exudes. (Best was that I got a nice e-mail from her, and the subject line was: KICK ASS DRAWING MAN!) I was reading an old interview from a while back, and somebody asked, “do you have any advice for young people?” And this was her answer.
HIS WHOLE LIFE IN WARTIME
MEMOIRS OF A TEMPER
NEWSPAPER BLACKOUT POEMS
THE SHOOTING RANGE
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