i’ve begun to amass quite a list of famous poets that i’ve been embarrassingly drunk in front of, many of whom have been my teachers. last night, i added another, erin belieu, who is amazing and who saw me jettison a glass of wine all over my friend lauren while attempting to gesture, a la Lucille Bluth and her drunken air-quoting. man, i wish there was a video clip of that. that would be just perfect, right here, if i had that. oh well, here’s this instead:
not even remotely related! go team!
