Saying Your Names

People have written to ask where the Valentine poems were this year. I didn’t do them, for three reasons. One being after ten years of writing them, I thought maybe leaving it at ten and out was a nice round number. Secondly, I’d just completed the manuscript and two straight years of work/strike/work, and was feeling like I needed some time away from creating jokes. And third, to be honest, when I tried to come up with something, I really only had one poem in my head, one that said at one point, “So Valentine’s Day can go fuck itself in the eye.” I concluded that perhaps it just wasn’t the right time. Continue reading